Letter to My Old Youth Group

This is just the intro and the conclusion to my letter; the rest of it is kind of long. Feel free to address . . .

Dear Covenant's Youth Group:

You affectionately called me your "baby"; little did you know your influence would be an essential component of my growing up. Over and over again, you have stretched me in leadership, in my gifts, and in Christ. For this, I will always be thankful. . .

I stand here today in awe of where God has brought me over the last few years. Perfection is no where in sight, but God has grown me up some, and much of that growing I owe to you. I've become a leader where following was visible. I've become a guitarist where tone-deaf ears and rhythm-less hands used to rule. I've become stronger in my faith where weakness ironically dominated. I've become who I am because of God's work through you.

This is inadequate, but it's all I have left to say: thank you and God bless.
Brigette Ketron
Your baby grown up a bit