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Believe its Possible

March 7, 2010. Stop Listen. Live. Truly Live. Listen. Really listen to people. Most are searching for something. someone. They are unfulfilled with where they are at. But why? Isnt there a season for everything? Yes, yes there is. There are many loving friends who want to pair you up with this guy or that one. Its jumping the gun. They think single is termed in need of someone. Isnt timing important? The answer yes. What do you do in the mean time? Live to love and love to grow. Love who? A burning.
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Grace abounds.

When the condemned receive the washing from the fountain of the Bleeding Charity. Thursday, July 21, 2011. Today, a very dear and old friend rebuked me for not remembering things he had updated me about a couple weeks before.

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March 7, 2010. Stop Listen. Live. Truly Live. Listen. Really listen to people. Most are searching for something. someone. They are unfulfilled with where they are at. But why? Isnt there a season for everything? Yes, yes there is. There are many loving friends who want to pair you up with this guy or that one. Its jumping the gun. They think single is termed in need of someone. Isnt timing important? The answer yes. What do you do in the mean time? Live to love and love to grow. Love who? A burning.

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