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Jul 01, 2004 16:55

i apologize for yesterday, if only because i sounded sort of whiny. i know my life isn't terrible, but it was totally One of Those Days. just blah.
today wasn't bad. i still didn't do much &desperately want a job.

"it's warmer where you're waiting. it feels more like July........" i forgot all about that song [d/c :: a plain morning] until today. ( Read more... )

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anonymous July 2 2004, 18:22:35 UTC
I do not think that God will ask that question so it is more dealing in the hypotheitical. If we think about it - if he does ask that question then we are all in trouble. None of us deserve to go to heaven. If we sin, even once (remember that lie or that thing we stole) then we may not enter heaven. The wages of sin are death (eternally). However, the great news that we have is that Jesus, the only person to ever live a perfect life, died for us. Not only did he die but three days later he conquerred death and came back to life and ascended into heaven. All we have to do is confess that we are sinners and ask Jesus, our Lord (that means he is our Master - we willingly live in complete submission) into our hearts and we will be saved. Our sins will be "whited-out" and we will be made perfect in God's eyes. So, on that fateful day when we do die we will come before God and we will be perfect in his eyes and we will spend eternity with him in heaven. That is if we chose option A. However, he loves us so much that he gives us ( ... )

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xsoshesaysx July 2 2004, 19:47:25 UTC
:D
you are so right.
&if, hypothetically, God did decide to ask,
that would totally be the one &only answer.
<3

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uncoban July 2 2004, 21:39:53 UTC
"Apparently, all the others ones don't exist."

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dinner_for_one July 4 2004, 00:16:26 UTC
my answer woudl be ...wheres my money for being so evangelistic?

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nightsatnewport July 4 2004, 17:38:30 UTC
hey carissa... i messed up my livejournal on accident! Can you fix it? I'll give you a nickel!

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