Thursday, October 23, 2008
Like a rose,
trampled on the ground;
you took the fall,
and thought of me,
above all.I feel thankful; because no matter how far I stray, how far I drift; God doesn't turn his back on me and walk away, but instead He says,
"My precious, precious child. I love you and will never leave you. When you saw only one set of footprints in the sand,
it was then that I carried you."
So we are never, ever walking alone.
Even when I don't deserve it, He carries me through.
(:
My window's open and I'm freezing.
The world is pw-crazed.
I'm going to be exhausted tomorrow.
Technically, today.
i grabbed your attention;
