to my senior class..



to my senior class- 
I don’t like that I am writing this. I really and truly don’t have the words to say. At this time, it seems as though no good could possibly come from this. 
The hallways have never been more silent. Students that hardly speak are embracing hugs from one another. Not a single smile or laugh has been uttered. I am watching as my classmates are circled up in prayer and tears hit the floor. It doesn’t make sense. I sit here in shock. How can this be…. How do I pray...How do I offer comfort? God, WHY? How could we have prepared for such a moment as this? 

You don’t prepare for this moment. You can’t. 
You cry. You remember the memories. You grieve some more. Some grieve in different ways. There are people who have been her friend since kindergarten, there are people who were classmates and that’s the extent of it. There are those who didn’t know her at all. But we are all broken. 
But in this moment, and every moment, we are family. Smiths Station has always been a strong community. We will continue to be a strong community through this moment of grief. Joy will come in the morning. 
But the most important thing is that we will come together to make sure this does not happen again. 

Alexis Anita Webb is so full of love. There wasn’t a person that wasn’t delighted when she walks in a room. In all the years I knew her, I have never heard anyone say a bad thing about her. Or her about anyone else. She is fun. She is forgiving. She is simply a joy. 
The truth is—there is something inside of everyone that is absolutely fascinating. Something that makes them unique and there is not another one of them, or of you, in this entire world. 
One life was way more than enough. 
We must love another. We must be a strong family for one another. Hug that classmate you wouldn’t normally hug. Love on your loved ones a little longer today. We all fight our own battles, but it makes the load a whole lot lighter when we are fighting in a community. In the darkest moments of our lives, there comes a special hope. We will be okay, because of the hope that comes God alone. In all things, Jesus is the only thing that can truly heal our hearts. 

I declare that the spirit of depression and suicide has no hold on our school, community, and nation. Joy will replace heaviness. 

Galatians 6:2
“Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ”

Psalm 34:18
“The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit”

Heavenly Father, 
We need you. Wrap your comforting arms around us. Hold our broken hearts in your hands. Allow us to come together and love like we never have before. Help us when to know to speak, and when to not. Make your presence known to Lexi’s family. We love you Jesus. Thank you for healing our hearts. 
Amen. 

With all the love in my heart,
Your class chaplain—Brooke 

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