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A Narrow Path

October 4, 2011. My sin has kept me up all night again guilty, ashamed, turning to coping mechanisms, insecure. I just want Jesus. Who hopes for what he can see? July 1, 2011. On Sunday I jumped into the Atlantic Ocean. It was the first time I had ever done that and it was so so salty. I kept laughing and licking my lips and the sun and sand and everything made me feel so small. I love to be overwhelmed. I love to be cleansed. Bring on the metaphors, ocean. I love it all. July 7, 2010. March 10, 2010.
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Praise the Lord, O My Soul

Praise the Lord, O My Soul. Sunday, October 30, 2011. Today, I am thanking the Lord that I am like him and not the other way around.

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October 4, 2011. My sin has kept me up all night again guilty, ashamed, turning to coping mechanisms, insecure. I just want Jesus. Who hopes for what he can see? July 1, 2011. On Sunday I jumped into the Atlantic Ocean. It was the first time I had ever done that and it was so so salty. I kept laughing and licking my lips and the sun and sand and everything made me feel so small. I love to be overwhelmed. I love to be cleansed. Bring on the metaphors, ocean. I love it all. July 7, 2010. March 10, 2010.

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