“God, you care deeply for broken-hearted people. This is a promise you make: You are close. We pray for all those who are crippled by broken relationships. Our hearts take the blow of disappointment. We feel crushed because our hopes are dashed. God, heal broken hearts. We cannot fix our own wounds. But you can. If pieces of our heart have been lost, or are held captive by another, recover them and bring them back to us and miraculously “put us back together” so that our heart is whole again. You are a mender of broken hearts. We ask for this miracle, in the name of Jesus.”
Thursday, March 3, 2011
How much highschool has changed me.
Want proof? Just check out my previous posts from three years ago.
I really want to elaborate on this, because it's so important and I want you readers to know. Soon, very soon when I have more time, I will speak up.
After all, you are my lovely strangers...
Who know me best.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
I am just so happy to be alive.
Nothing amazing or extravagant has happened to me at the moment, but tonight I'm feeling really at ease. Peaceful...
I know good things are coming. I have faith in You. I have no doubt in my mind.
I wish I can see your beautiful face, Lord. I picture you as a gentle and loving Grandfather. When I'm feeling melancholy, I wish you had a cellphone. But I love prayer so much.
My heart loves it more.
My heart and I... well, we're two separate people. My mind takes over my body, and my heart takes over my soul. Does that make sense? My heart is the most powerful tool that is apart of me. It can override everything. Even the definition of my soul...
What is my soul? ...WHO am I, Lord?
I've been feeling so distant from You. I'm longing for You. I don't want to lose this... this....