Random memory Id like to share: I grew up with no spiritual or religious beliefs. One night in my twenties I seriously wanted to die. I cursed out God and told him I didnt believe he existed. I cried out to have my empty void filled. I begged for a way to find wholeness. The next morning, feeling exhausted, helpless, and defeated, I still managed to go to my car to get something I needed. I looked down and there was a book sticking out from underneath the drivers side. It was a book called, Struggling For Wholeness.....There began my journey to healing. Happy Weekend my beloved peeps....Believe there are miracles...
Posted on: Fri, 06 Jun 2014 18:52:55 +0000
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