Tuesday, June 19, 2012

    When I am feeling at my weakest I have made it a habit to pray. I step back and take a look at it all and recognize that I have no control over any of it. It's not in my hands anymore and maybe it never was. 
So long, friend. So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.So long, friend.

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