I bet if he could be healed and loved...
he would've chosen THAT, no second thoughts needed.


It's been a crazy weekend of backsliding and almost making very permanent dangerous life decisions. And with the no one on one time, I've got no one to talk to. It's weird. It's like God is forcing me to talk to Him cause I've got no one else. Which is interesting...

And it's not even over yet.
 


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