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This questions has been raised up so many times these past weeks, from my own thoughts and when I'm talking to Tiff. What would life be like without God?
It's a really scary thought, and I don't know how people can live without God. If God wasn't there, I'd be dead. Those suicidal thoughts I've had would've come into action. I've said to myself countless times, I'd be better off dead. So...why didn't I do it? Why didn't I just go and end life right then and there?
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One answer. GOD
He was there, every step of the way, leading me out of the temptation, leading me back to Him. I don't understand how people without God are able to live. I'll never understand that.
God is an amazing father. He is "shelter for the fragile soul"
Thanks Dad. You're amazing.

Which bone are you?
WHICH PART KF TH BODY ARE YOU?WHAT BONE ARE YOU?

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