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As God created me, He created a mess. A mess that slowly transformed to someone worthy. Worthy of the love he offers. More and more aware of the life that was bestowed upon me. As I accept what is truth I become anew, I become who I was supposed to be. I become a happy, gracious, and wise person who sees what is truth and how this world is going to end and what happens to eternity. There is a heaven. There is a hell. And no longer will I be blind, But I will help others to see the light.
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
The Light
As God created me, He created a mess. A mess that slowly transformed to someone worthy. Worthy of the love he offers. More and more aware of the life that was bestowed upon me. As I accept what is truth I become anew, I become who I was supposed to be. I become a happy, gracious, and wise person who sees what is truth and how this world is going to end and what happens to eternity. There is a heaven. There is a hell. And no longer will I be blind, But I will help others to see the light.
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
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