I thought that demons were invading my mind last night. That I was going to go to hell because I didn't believe in God and that no matter how much I ignored it, it was going to happen. And they were laughing with glee at that insight and I felt an urgency to change but knew I couldn't possibly if I didn't believe it. It was terrifying, but I couldn
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drink up!
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When James said the other day when we were in the car with Mum, "You're not perfect Elisa, only Jesus is perfect..." I kinda didn't care. But I had a dream about it later that night. Except in my dream, I screamed out, "There is no such thing as a perfect person!"... And it occurred to me that I totally don't believe in Jesus. The stories are incredible and mean as much to me as they did before... but God is what's important. God is above me, not supermanjebus.
Dehydration begets the worst nightmares... ever.
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