August 2011
60 posts
“Nothing you confess could make me love you less.”
– Jesus.
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Dear Auntie,
I’m sure God has warmly welcomed you home by now. You’re no longer hurting, and I’ll be glad every day that you don’t have to suffer any more. We always ask, “Why Her? or Why Him?” especially when good people like you leave at such a young age. But I guess I’ll never truly understand anything beside the fact that your life was love and happiness to someone...
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Better Things are yet to Come.
I’ve finally let go of the stress that’s been weighing me down this summer. I know that I can always tell someone what’s going on. I love my family and friends so much. God, you are so good. I don’t know how you reveal my pathways to me so dramatically all the time. Praying for further guidance and love from You. Lav, gloria.
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Makeup/Nails.
Gonna start a makeup and nail blog (: Yay. <3
Ill.
Doc says I have an infection in my right lung. AGAIN!?!!
July 2011
29 posts
To brighter days,
Auntie.
Keep breathing, Auntie. God’s holding you close. He loves you so much.
Cancer.
SHOVE OFF. seriously.
I follow God.
His Plans.
“Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense....
You feel betrayed,
Because your life has decayed,
It’s become a decomposing resemblance,
Of your past victorious days,
What you need is repentance,
Because God’s heart is ablaze,
With envy,
With jealousy,
With rage,
It’s your flesh you assuage,
Constantly giving in to temptation,
Moving closer and closer to damnation,
His love alone should be enough to compel,
Not to mention...
It was all a dream: If you believe in God, this is... →
lindsayespeaksbro:
As most of you know my grandad died of lung cancer on July 28th, early in the morning. He had been very weak for awhile and these past few days he wasn’t able to sit up by himself, walk, and he had no appetite. He died around 1:15 in the morning and I left him around 10:30 at night, thinking he would be there in the morning. The last thing I said to him was “I love you...
