It’s just that some voices remind me

    I’m not strong enough

    To put all my demons behind me

    And carry this love


    But just like an angel of mercy

    You take me by my hand and say


    It’s the way we mend


    We tear it all down and we’ll start it again

    And I don’t know how but you find me where we begin

    And that’s just the way, the way that we mend


   ~Bebo




I like knowing that there are certain aspects of being human of which we need
not be ashamed.

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  1. Hi…I just wanted to say thanks for praying. You know, you are the only person who always tells me they are praying for me like that. This is not an indictment of my friends up here, I’m sure they include me in their prayers, they just don’t usually mention it and sometimes its something we all need to hear. I have been struggling with the faith in general, so I really do appreciate it, Sara.
    Sounds like God may be working on you there. Tell me about it, if you like.

  2. I like that post. Well said.
    As far as you making me sick again, it’s okay, I nearly anticipated it. You guys always make me sick. That’s why I love ya!

  3. No need to be ashamed of being in need.The old black and white picture is just a photo of the same type of plane, as far as I know. I’d never heard of that airplane or even that manufacturer until I saw the one at the airport!

  4. Thanks for sharing. You always bring such good insight. I have lost track in recent months of the idea that even a desire to serve or love others, or even to know God comes from Him. I honestly haven’t had much desire to serve or love anyone during that time and I would get frustrated and feel guilty because I couldn’t pull it up from within myself. Which, when unchecked can go beyond selfishness into total apathy. You get to a point where you are just going through the motions. You don’t even want to serve yourself, much less anyone else, you know?
    I think one of my biggest issues is trying to make circumstances that I do not like or want match up with the idea of a loving God. And trying to make my own failures match up with the idea of a loving God, as in, well, why would He? I’m such a screw up. I really really get weary from it and wish it would pass, you know?

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