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http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2010/11/dont-even-ask-why-in-goodness-i-started.html

Don't even ask why in the goodness i started another. Blog i can't even maintain the one i have! But i felt as though my new adventure deserved it's own beginning and special place. hence: http:/ thatsweetdesire.wordpress.com/. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). People are like elevators. They either bring you. You do not know what tomorrow will bring. For what is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. View my complete profile.

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http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2010/07/jesus.html

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). While the laughter of joy is in full harmony with our deeper life, the laughter of amusement should be kept apart from it. The danger is too great of thus learning to look at solemn things in a spirit of mockery, and to seek in them opportunities for exercising wit. People are like elevators. They either bring you. You do not know what tomorrow will bring. For what is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. View my complete profile.

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[as]: my life.

http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-life.html

My name is Savanna (and I found your blog via my friend Isaac Harriss blog) I just wanted to say that I find your posts very inspirational and I love reading them :) Some are encouraging, some are sad, but all are inspiring. Keep up the great work, and living for your Savior! October 18, 2010 3:35 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). People are like elevators. They either bring you. You do not know what tomorrow will bring. For what is your life? View my complete profile.

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[as]: wounded.

http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2013/08/wounded.html

It was a gaping wound. But you can still see the scar. Tears painted on her face. And on her heart. Real wrong done against her. Injustice felt like her name. Her world was filled with. Eyes filled with longing. Her being wants purity. She feels dirty, used. A piece of paper scribbled on. Then crumpled, and tossed away. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). People are like elevators. They either bring you. You do not know what tomorrow will bring. For what is your life? View my complete profile.

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http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-heart-is-burdened-lately.html

Why am i so blessed? Why do i have so much? Why do i complain about little things that i don't like, when from an outsiders view, my life is one that everyone would wish for. why has God chosen me? I also have a heart for hild sex trafficking and prostitution, as well as slavery. It hurts me too. Those thoughts run through my head too,. Why am i so blessed? Why do i have so much? Why DO I complain about all those little things. Why, truly has God chosen me and you for the life we live.

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[as]: dark.and.light

http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2010/05/darkandlight.html

Odd as it may sound, i took a shower in the complete. Pitch dark last night. no sound but the water. no light. Not even from under the door. there are few times when. I've felt so alone. interesting. i didn't feel at all alone until. I switched off the light. darkness has a way of making. You feel certain things more intensely. i knew it was. Impossible, but it felt like someone else was in the room. Someone", as in one of my siblings to play a joke on me. Does darkness make you feel alone? When we don't...

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http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-find-correlation-in-oddest-things.html

I find correlation in the oddest things sometimes. like this morning. went to put toner on my face. bottle says "use a cottonball". i don't want to run upstairs for a cottonball so use tissue instead. yeah. they don't work the same. I mean. the tissue works,. But it just absorbs everything to the point that all the toner is in the tissue and hardly any on my face. it just struck me that that. I should call this the oddblog. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). People are like elevators.

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[as]: a prayer.

http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2010/08/prayer.html

Help me be the best. Version of me that. I can possibly be. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). While the laughter of joy is in full harmony with our deeper life, the laughter of amusement should be kept apart from it. The danger is too great of thus learning to look at solemn things in a spirit of mockery, and to seek in them opportunities for exercising wit. People are like elevators. They either bring you. You do not know what tomorrow will bring. For what is your life? View my complete profile.

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http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2012/02/only-lord-jesus-knows-how-deeply.html

Only the Lord Jesus knows how deeply troubled your heart is. Your friends may sympathize. A counselor may give you a few pointers. But only Jesus can make your heart a dwelling worthy of Him. Only He can finally chase the gloom, the terror, and the sin.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). People are like elevators. They either bring you. You do not know what tomorrow will bring. For what is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. View my complete profile.

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http://fugitivevisions.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-jesus-says-to-go-into-your-closet.html

When Jesus says to go into your closet and pray in private, what He means is that He wants to be intimate with you. Just you and Him, alone together. he wants to spend time with you. He's right there in the room with you. not you talking up to Him - - but Him. right down level with you. He wants to woo you to Himself. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). People are like elevators. They either bring you. You do not know what tomorrow will bring. For what is your life? View my complete profile.