12:50 pm
8/27/07
the truest sign of grace is this...from broken earth, flowers come up, pushing through the dirt...
Lord, your will needs to be mine.
Wherever I go, let me walk in faith.
If it means death, then take my life.
If it means pain, take my comfort.
If it means tears, take my smiles.
Because without you,
I have nothing.
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haha. wow.
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