the gist

I'm not normal. I think you'll begin to see that when you start reading.
Normal girls my age are caught up in their new boyfriend or pair of frye boots. But me? I'm caught up in the grace that saved me from eternal destruction and the Man who gave me that grace. To put it simply, I'm crazy about my God.
And that's not normal.

Behind every action, lies motivation. So what's my motivation?
I want to provide everyone with access to see that God loves them. I want people to know the thoughts and conflicts that cloud my naive mind...


...and I like to blog.

As you read these letters, Candice is you. I am writing these letters to you- whoever you may be.

So when you see her name, say your name.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

friday, june 18 2010

{new hope}
Dear Candice,


I’m still very upset that I had to leave you yesterday. I cried and cried when I had to wash off the little notes that you wrote on my arms and legs with magic marker. You wrote “I will miss you,” on my right arm and “I wish you would come back” on my right leg. I’m so sad to be torn away from your peaceful smile and your hopeful spirit.

You may not see it but you gave my life meaning and hope. Just the thought of you makes me sad that you have to endure such hardships. But somehow through your and my trials, no matter how big or small they may seem, God is still with us. He will never put us though a trial that is too difficult for us to endure. God sees your heart. Stay on fire for Him. But most of all, don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young but set an example for the believers in speech, life, love, faith, and purity.

I love you.

Love,

sara

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