Awayfaringstrangers Weblog Ramblings, Experience, Scripture, Insight and Wisdom? maybe.
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Monday, July 25, 2011. Thursday, July 14, 2011. Let me know what you think about it! Links to this post. Sunday, July 10, 2011.
A blog about family, life, and all the things that go along with it. Saturday, February 12, 2011. This being keeping up with a simple blog. I feel like all I do is update more than 6 months after the last post! So where do I begin. No doubt he is my kid! So exci.
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The site had the following in the homepage, "Ramblings, Experience, Scripture, Insight and Wisdom? Pronounced woah-poh-poh-meaning on no." I noticed that the web site stated " Ever have those days that you just dont like anything for no good reason? This weekend has been eh." They also stated " There has to be an off switch for my pity parties. I took two midterms today, and it literally mushed my brain. Haha that sounds weird, and I know what your thinking No, its not a boy."ANALYZE MORE BUSINESSES
The phone rings too early this morning. As I lethargically lay helpless in bed, I begin to toss back and forth. It still rings, I still ignore. The caller is relentless and I finally surrender. Will I stay and work here? Done with n.
Allowing Him to love me into wholeness. I am excited about the new adventure, but super bummed to be leaving the town home.
But you learn, my God do you learn. Monday, February 9, 2009. Sunday, November 16, 2008.
Tomorrow has not yet come. See their little hands with fingers tiny, small. Never to be beater, or else apart they fall. See these little feet with sweetest rosy toes. Never to be stood on, leave them free to go. Never to be screamed at, not what they are for. Their little mouths, so beautiful, expressing thoughts so. If we stop their wisdom nothing will get out.