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I am still alive. I have been working, working, sleeping, classing and working, but I am still alive. I haven't lost my faith, or fallen off my walk with God. I am still walking, talking, and learning, but it feels like I'm doing it on my own. My heart is still there, and it misses the people who walked with it. Thank you to those who still do. If you want to know where I've been, call me. I don't keep things from people, and I have no problem talking about what's going on. I probably wouldn't mind it, because there are some perspectives in life that I miss.
Completely unrelated: Do you think that, when Adam and Eve were walking with God in the garden, that it was God in "God-form", or God in human form? A question from a conversation at work. Don't tell my bosses.
Completely unrelated: Do you think that, when Adam and Eve were walking with God in the garden, that it was God in "God-form", or God in human form? A question from a conversation at work. Don't tell my bosses.