All around the world, people are getting abused, starving, in poverty, not loved, bullied, and other horrible things. Every 3.6 seconds a person dies of starvation, usually a child under 5 years old. This world is awful and I'm trying my best, but it's so hard. "God, what do I?" I say out loud. "Remember, I am always with you. Beginning, and the end, through the sands of time. Be still and know that I am with you, and know that I am your God. "I can't do this alone! God help me, please!" I yelled frustrated. Silence. Utterly, still silence, that makes it seem like time is holding its breath. Then, "Gabby I made you perfect, and you are doing your best. Go out and explore the world, my young one. Go out and explore...." Like a small breeze fading away, his voice slowly disappeared. I sighed and got out my bible, read some verses and none helped my mood. I sighed and closed my bible. I ran my hands through my hair and groaned in frustration. I paced around the dorm. "Think Gabby, think!"I chided myself for not doing that before. I need help, spreading the word! People, but who? The girl with green eyes and chocolate brown hair! Ella... Perfect! College is almost over this summer... I could put together an organization of new and seasoned missionaries! Old blood and new! Perfect! I rushed to call Ella, and explained to her. She agreed, but told me to take it slow. "Gabby, remember there are always some people you can help, and some you can't, just take it slow. God works his way through us."she said simply. "Anyways, I have to go. Bye." She said and hung up. I crawled into bed and let that simple thought replay over and over in my mind.