Tuesday, June 9, 2015

ninety-seven

Darling, you were not made to walk among the soft earth to seek comfort. You were created to live and laugh and love. The Lord rejoices when we use our lives boldly and beautifully. It was never intended for you to have it all figured out. How could you possibly, when you don’t even know how long you have? If tomorrow was your last day, tell me, how much have you made God smile? Hell, how much have you smiled yourself? 

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