Saturday, April 12, 2014

Oh the Pressure of a Cult Life

This part cannot be repeated enough.

I lived as though everything in this life depended on me in some way.

It was all up to me, if nothing happened, then nothing happened.

But wait.

When I woke up this morning, I did not do that.

When I went to bed last night, He put me to bed, as well.

He is greater than our times and troubles.

He is interested in everything that we are doing, and He is working in us for all things, too.

I  am still upset, at this time.

No had ever told me that God was. . .no, is this good.

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