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C'est La Vie: November 2009
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Sunday, November 29, 2009. For those still reading (Michael Woo), a huge win. On the payday loan front in Mississippi! Until next time,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Jackson, MS, United States. Brian Blair and I are living in Jackson, MS, attending school at Jackson State University, and living with good brothers, all in pursuit of answering the hard questions. View my complete profile. Life in South Africa. Pastoral Musings from Rain City.
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hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor): insomnia.
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Hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor). 12:12 AM. i did it again. I feel like i'm under a huge amount of water. And i can't swim. I'm just being swept along. Forced under the current. It's a physical fear. i can't fix this. Not now. i can't do it. Now i'm just waiting. For the right moment. For the right person. But i know it won't happen. I can't deal with it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Oh Lord, why did you forsake me? Oh Lord, dont b.
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hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor): January 2009
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Hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor). Yet if we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls.". You know how some non-christians believe in God for like. A split second when something good happens to them? Like people who normally don't believe in a god or God will. Sometimes see something so miraculous that for a moment. They believe there might be something out there? It's interesting because we, christians, know God exists,. Something reall...
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hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor): October 2009
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Hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor). Oh Lord, why did you forsake me? Oh Lord, don't be far away away, storm clouds gathering beside me, please Lord, don't look the other way". I can't shake it these feelings:. 12:12 AM. i did it again. I feel like i'm under a huge amount of water. And i can't swim. I'm just being swept along. Forced under the current. It's a physical fear. i can't fix this. Not now. i can't do it. Now i'm just waiting. For the right moment.
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hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor): first day of college.
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Hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor). First day of college. I hate it. college. my life. i hate it. there are moments when i love the fact that i'm alive, but that doesn't mean i love the life i'm living. I feel like i just had super high expectations or something. and they all came crashing down. in fact, i think i can still hear them falling, failing, screaming 'fuck you' all the way down. Wowwhat an excellent start. Which actually, as exampled (? Someone i ...
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hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor): i don't belong here, i will carry a cross and a song where i don't belong
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Hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor). I don't belong here, i will carry a cross and a song where i don't belong. Fear: an unpleasant often strong emotion caused by anticipation or awareness of danger. I am scared. i've never felt so scared in my life. I'm not scared like there's a zombie outside of my door. But scared like nothing is ever going to be the same. Scared like this is my life, and i have no idea what is happening. For a lot of reasons. I can't even...
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hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor): May 2009
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Hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor). Ripped and raw: honesty. When I got my UW letter, I felt like I got slapped in the face. I was really confused and frustrated. Then I appealed, gathering all of my confidence again. Then I got rejected again. Slap in the face number two. Now it feels like I’m getting slapped in the face every time I have to tell someone that hopefully. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ripped and raw: honesty. View my complete profile.
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hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor): January 2010
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Hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor). I don't belong here, i will carry a cross and a song where i don't belong. Fear: an unpleasant often strong emotion caused by anticipation or awareness of danger. I am scared. i've never felt so scared in my life. I'm not scared like there's a zombie outside of my door. But scared like nothing is ever going to be the same. Scared like this is my life, and i have no idea what is happening. For a lot of reasons. I can't even...
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hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor): January 2008
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Hold our hands against the wound of a broken world (between hurricane and harbor). 8220;poets and heroes are of the same race, the latter do what the former conceive.” - alphonse de lamartine. You know how in movies or tv shows the main characters. Are always in this rough spot in their lives? And we always meet them when their lives are changing from. Normal to this new tv/movie. I feel like i am on that middle ground now. But i've been here for a year. And my hero still hasn't come to save me.
