a little less than the girl next door (in_transit) wrote,
a little less than the girl next door

psalm 32

the best thing my parents did in raising us was to make sure we got to know God and that He was very much a part of our lives. so that, unfaithful a child as i grew up to be, in my life's worst patches, after all the initial futile resistance, in the end, i would still know Who to run to. and that even if i did not want to touch the bible, did not want to hear His word; hymns and parables and bible verses would still somehow surface in my mind when i really needed them... pulling me back to Him each time. this God is very real to me, no matter what anyone else says.

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