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there was a time in my life when i felt truly alive. it was only for five months, but it was the best five months of my life. i would give anything to have that again. no confusion, no jealousy, no fighting. it was perfect, and it was blessed. after that, things went sort of screwy. after that though, for the next year or so, there were also some of the best times of my life.
i feel like i'm on a raft in the middle of the ocean, searching for an island to come ashore, but there's no land in sight.
"rise up my son, stand upon these waves and walk with Me to my shore, and your destiny"
thank you Jesus. thank you.
i feel like i'm on a raft in the middle of the ocean, searching for an island to come ashore, but there's no land in sight.
"rise up my son, stand upon these waves and walk with Me to my shore, and your destiny"
thank you Jesus. thank you.