Again, I feel the burden is getting heavier each day. Sometimes, I blamed my sister for sharing it with me, but I know that apart from me, she has nobody else to talk to. During this entire time of sorrow and pain, how I wish I can just vanished in the air with no memory, no pain. But utterly imposible. This is the point where I really cant go on, on my own. I NEED JESUS! I need Him to tell me what I should do. Where I should go.
I had this weird dream last night. But let me keep it for myself. For me to pray for. I need Jesus. I need Him to tell me what to do. I'd like to be Mary instead of Martha. Sitting at His feet, listening to Him. I NEED JESUS.
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Oh, how i remember those days of coming to that realization. i remember the heaviest load being lifted off...ah the early days of excitement! 20 something years later and awhole lot wiser...i still get excited when i hear someone,anyone talk about the matters of the heart and soul. I live in l.a. and all that i find are plastic insecure wannabes. And i'm also talking about in the church...but then we all are wannabes aren't we? Either of this or that, but for us...to be like jesus and not a religious fool who can show his/her love inside a building but not to a lost soul...as strange as some might be. I know,i go on too much don't i? sorry. I also like what you got to say at times, take care fello follower of The Master and Savior J.C. -Peace!
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