I was in a seminar recently with troubled teenagers. I saw them share their hurts and frustrations. I saw a girl break down and cry, standing alone as she was accustomed to doing. And then a miracle happened. First one girl got up to hug her. And she held on. Holding her until she broke. And then they all got up and joined in. The one in the middle had her eyes closed the whole time, crying, letting out the pain she's been saving for years. When the music stopped, she opened her eyes and was surprised to find herself in the middle of a group hug. Tears streamed down my face as I watched these tough kids give Andrea all the love and support she needed. These are the thoughts that came into my mind.