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Sometimes Spring

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Sometimes I see someone who just doesn't smile; that person who just doesn't know how to see anything good or happy in life, but is always and forever bemoaning the trials of life. When I see a person like that, I then set my heart to make that person smile even if it's the last thing that I do on this earth.

Sometimes there is victory. Such as passing a math test that I had been running from for the past two or so years, but finally turned around on it, faced it, and passed it by a hair, literally.

Sometimes there are lovely days in Minneapolis in which I can take a pleasant walk to the Stone Arch Bridge, enjoying a gentle breeze and the kisses of the sunshine, while observing smiling faces, friendly chatter, a racing river, life in a big city.

Sometimes I laugh too much and too hard, making a cough and sore throat linger for far too long, yet what is life without laughter!?! The world would be a dismal place, indeed, without the sound of laughter.

Sometimes Spring Break happ…

For a Dear Friend

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Happy birthday to the most amazing Tara Kristen​ in the whole world! Tara, you are an amazing woman of God and I have been truly blessed to watch you grow in your love for him as you reach out and serve others. You also have an awesome sense of humor and are always making me laugh! You encourage me to conquer my fears and do scary things, such as, ride a dirt bike. ;) Or you introduce me to fantastic movies, such as, The Scarlet Pimpernel. I have been so blessed to have known you for the past 10+ years. You have been a wonderful friend. You are also a courageous and loyal friend to put up with me for so long and to endure all of my lame jokes. ;) Thanks for always laughing even when the jokes aren't really that funny. It is always nice to know that someone will laugh. ;)
I love you, Tara, and am excited to see what God has in store for your life!

Contemplations of a Sinner Made Clean

Why did he love me, So dirty, so mean? Why did he choose To wash me clean? Why is he faithful, When I fail every day? Why does he care, When I have gone astray? Why did he save This wretched broken heart? Why did he redeem When I fell apart? I am worth nothing, Yet he made me his own. He made me his child He gets the glory alone. I have done nothing. He did it all. I am nothing, But he is my all. Hannah