[Dime...]God, I pray Thee, light these idle sticks of my life, that I may burn for Thee. Consume my life, my God, for it is Thine.--Jim E.
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Name: Angy
Country: Canada
Birthday: 5/27/1985
Gender: Female


Interests: hmmm...my guitar, anything i can make with my hands (clay, hemp, drawings, etc.)
Expertise: not much of anything ... randomness ...
Occupation: Student


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Member Since: 4/7/2003

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Wednesday, January 03, 2007

"...the world is broken and scary but it is also huge and beautiful and all of that means endless possibilities, endless opportunities.  You are made with a purpose.  You are part of a bigger story of hope and change and you have a part to play.  You are brighter than the fireworks that paint the sky at midnight."

http://www.twloha.com/home.php?postid=14


Sunday, September 18, 2005

"Trusting God completely means having the faith that he knows what is best for your life.  You expect him to keep his promises, help you with problems, and do the impossible when necessary."


Monday, April 25, 2005

I imagined Him looking down on this earth, half angry because His beloved mankind had cheated on him, had committed adultery, and yet hopelessly in love with her, drunk with love for her.

 

-- Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz


Thursday, January 27, 2005

funny how a mistake made so long ago can come back to haunt you...  *sigh* 


Friday, December 31, 2004

Exactly a year ago, I curled up, leaned on a wall, and thought over all of my failures and shortcomings... I remember feeling like I've disappointed you... Despite my knowledge of your Fatherly nature I still expected the silence or distance between the two of us to seem greater and deeper... Instead you distinctly whispered that I am still your child and you held me and let me cry in your arms... I love being there... You are all I need Jesus. I love you. Its amazing how times like those happen, affect us profoundly, then so quickly slip out of our memories... Thanks for holding my hand and taking me through life Faithful One



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