Sunday, December 6

This is the point at which we all throw up our hands and break every promise we ever made.

But promises do still matter, right? I'm not just imagining that?

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  1. AnonymousDecember 27, 2015 at 7:46 PM

    I don't know if you remember me
    but I remember you.

    I don't know how to say this without bringing up pain but I prayed and I feel like I really need to share this with you.

    When I was younger. I was manically depressive. You knew me. and I did my best to shut others like you out. I hurt so many people. I lost so many friends. I closed my heart to God and. It started to destroy me.

    In that time I made a promise. With you. Which in the years to come was tested time and time again.
    It was in the darkest of nights and screams that I remembered that moment. Even though I spat at God He had mercy on me and let me see His love another way.

    God displayed His love through you to deliver me from darkness.

    You helped save my life.

    I know you aren't at peace and frankly each word I say could be another wrong. I am praying earnestly that this will give you hope and not pain. Please believe me in that.

    I just want you to know that God shined through you to show His love. Now I work to be that spirit of Godly love and compassion you showed me.

    I pray you will find peace delaney.

    I am praying earnestly.

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