part ii. a perhaps, for little brother.

[plansforlife]

Jesus give me something to say, or Your Spirit to pray, or else take all the things You gave me and put them away. a bright gold coin in a pocket of dirt. a black book on the nightstand of the american family, never having been opened, afraid of what they might learn. for it seems every time i feel pressed to speak i can't find Your wisdom or else

Comments

[anonymous]

oh man, what I'd do to know who this lady you keep writing about is! i don't know if this has any relevance to what you were talking about in the first part of this, but, there has been plenty of times the Lord has used you to speak to me and you didn't even know it.... for instance... remember the conversation we had on the hood of your car after the great caving excursion with Erin and Brion? Even though i may have appeared to have shielded every word you said, it was actually planted in my heart..... and changed me. Thank You.

[plansforlife]

um... it says little brother. it's not little sister. this is all about a little brother of mine. and the lady i keep writing about does not exist. just different faucets of different friends i bring to light by creating a fictional character to represent their fears, strengths and weaknesses.

and also.

you're welcome ashley layne.

[anonymous]

oopsie... i need to wear glasses but I keep breaking them on accident.

[oceans_theory]

oopsie...?? OOPSIES!!!!!! i have not heard let alone read that word in forever!!!!!!!!!!

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