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Day Forty
. . .please bring him back. . .please bring him back. . .please, God, bring him back. . . please bring him back. . .please. . . Continue reading
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Day Thirty Nine
I don’t need to talk to God today; I’m feeling better, I was just having a rough day last week. Continue reading
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Day Thirty Eight
You know how that made us feel, when the Pope washed the prisoners feet? It made us feel that we were loved by God, not just objects. Continue reading
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Day Thirty Seven
You want to know the truth of where I’m at? I wish I were dead and I just don’t know why God wouldn’t take me now. Continue reading
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Day Thirty Six
I believe in God, I do. It’s just that I’ve been really hurt a lot; so, even though I believe, I don’t have a home. Continue reading
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Day Thirty Five
I’m so sorry. God, I’m so sorry that I haven’t talked to him in a year. I do love him; I’m just so, so sorry. Continue reading
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Day Thirty Four
You just live; everyday, one day at a time till the man upstairs says your done. Continue reading
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Day Thirty Three
Well, obviously I’m wondering why, but I’ve been wondering that since my wife passed away 12 years ago. This? This is nothing compared to that. Continue reading
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Day Thirty Two
We just have some choices we have to make now. God help us, this family just has some really hard choices. Continue reading
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Day Thirty One
I just ask God “Why?. . .Why?”, maybe I shouldn’t ask why, but I just keep doing it. Continue reading




