If I can stand, let me stand on the promise that You will pull me through, and if I can't let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You. If I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs, and if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home~ Rich Mullins
posted by Feanor at 8:54 AM
First and foremost I love God, everything else is an afterthought. That said, being a mediocre poet and a horrendous singer, who loves to sing and longs to write truly awsome poetry is only bearable if that person is me, which it is. Life is still good.
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I, Ah Hem, have a Xanga.
yo tambien.
Actually so do I. Fact still stands though.
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