Growing up, my mother took me and my brothers and sisters to Sunday School and church every Sunday but even then, I remember when I was 9 years old and I thought of Jesus as a friendly, nice man that loved children especially and when my mother got mad at me or I felt like nobody liked me or felt bad, at night I would talk to Jesus because I KNEW that He loved all kids and that maybe He loved me too and He did not think that I was a bad person. With adult life came adult responsibilities but throughout the years, God has saved our lives so many times I lost count. I love Him and Jesus so much. At this point in my life, I want and need to be a better person because it feels good but in this world people take advantage and can be so mean and disrespectful and make you feel weak and stupid because you want to share, give, be friendly, try to be as Jesus told us to be and I am so tired now. It feels as if being good is for nothing and doubt is taken its place...
2007-05-16
17:09:42
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