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As Cassie entered the ninth grade, her mom Misty just "had that gut feeling that something was wrong. I couldn't pinpoint it, but I just knew something was wrong. I didn't feel like either of us (me or my husband), had any connection with her." Desperate for answers, Misty began to search Cassie's room regularly, and on one occasion was shocked to discover evidence that her daughter had developed an interest in witchcraft, drugs, and alcohol. Facing the trauma of how to deal with their troubled teen, the Bernalls decided that the only way to stop their daughter from making more bad decisions was to make a few good choices for her. So they began making changes. For starters, they transferred Cassie to a new school--Columbine High School, in suburban Littleton, Colorado. They also kept closer tabs on her friends, her attitudes, and her study habits. In general, they put their foot down and said, "Cassie, it stops here. You must now choose whether you will take responsibility for your life." Cassie began to respond positively...new friends, new attitudes. One of the new friends was Dave McPherson, youth pastor at West Bowles Community Church. McPherson admitted to the
Denver Post that, when he first saw Cassie, he thought to himself,
"There's no hope for that girl. Not our kind of hope." The
joyless look on her face, the monosyllabic speech which came from her
lips--all of it suggested that perhaps Cassie was just "too far
gone." One weekend, though, McPherson encouraged Cassie to
accompany the church youth on a retreat and, with her parents'
enthusiastic permission, she agreed. That was the weekend which changed
Cassie's life. Said Brad, her father, "When she left, she was this gloomy, head-down, say-nothing youth. When she came back, her eyes were open and bright and she was bouncy and just excited about what had happened to her and was just so excited to tell us. It was like she was in a dark room and somebody turned the light on and she saw the beauty that was surrounding her." Said Misty, "She looked at me in the eye and she said, 'Mom, I've changed. I've totally changed. I know you're not going to believe it, but I'll prove it to you.'" The "light" that had been turned on in 17-year-old Cassie's life was the light of the Lord Jesus Christ, Whom she had trusted as her personal Lord and Savior at that church retreat. Jesus changed Cassie-from the inside out. A deep-down, 100% kind of transformation like Paul spoke of in Romans 12:2 when he exhorted us, "be transformed by the renewing of your minds!" Gone was the preoccupation with the occult; instead, Cassie began to spend her spare time, along with her new Christian friends, ministering at Denver's inner-city Victory Outreach Church, serving dinner to prostitutes and drug addicts as part of that church's mission ministry. Cassie even planned to cut off her cornsilk-colored hair that hung halfway down her back so that it could be given to "someone who makes wigs for kids who are going through chemotherapy," according to her aunt. One night, Cassie spoke of her newfound hope for the future with her mom. She said, "Mom, it would be okay if I died. I'd be in a better place, and you know where I'd be." The same girl who, just a couple of years before, had been spinning on the edge, in danger of falling into hopelessness. Jesus changed her--she was living life sacrificially in Jesus' name and she was ready to die as a child of the Lord Jesus. On Sunday night, April 18, Cassie stood up and gave her testimony to her youth group at her church. She told them, “You really can't live without Christ. It's, like, impossible to really have a really true life without Him." Cassie was ready--with her life and with her death, if necessary. Two days after that, Cassie was sitting in the library at Columbine H. S. when Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold burst in with homemade pipe-bombs and guns. They knew who she was; she'd made no secret of her newfound faith. The Bible stacked on top of her textbooks, along with the WWJD ("What Would Jesus Do?") bracelet around her wrist, clearly marked Cassie as one of the "Christians" of Columbine High. "Do you believe in God?" was the question which was posed to her by that young member of the self-proclaimed "Trenchcoat Mafia." Her friend Kevin Koeniger later said that Cassie paused for a long moment. He said, "I think she knew she was going to die." Finally, the response came: "Yes, I believe in God." The trigger was pulled. Do you think the question, "Are you ready to die for Jesus?" isn't an urgent one? Just ask Cassie Bernall. Ask her parents. Misty and Brad said, "We looked at each other and we said, 'Would I have done that? I would have begged for my life!' She didn't." Cassie Bernall's brother Chris found this poem on her desk. It was the last poem she wrote before she died. Was Cassie Bernall a prophet, every bit as divinely appointed as Elijah or Simon Peter? "Now I have given up on
everything else. Is your Jesus worth dying for?
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