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

thursday, july 8 2010

{hope}
dear candice,


three weeks. it feels like forever times three since ive seen you. i miss you so much.

my heart breaks at the thought of what you will have to go through in your life. candice a nine year old girl like you needs the love and care that your just not getting where you are in your life. but even though you may not ever get love that you truly need and you may be hungry sometimes there is always hope. you can always count on love from me when you feel like no one needs you.

one of the most important things in the world is hope. a mentor once told me that hope isnt wishing for somthing- its having the confidence that somthing with a postitive outcome will rise through troubles. this is true weather or not you have hope that you will get to eat tomorrow or if you have hope that there truy is someone who loves you and that youre not alone.

so though the hard times in your life- from your goldfish dieing to your best friend dieing and everything in between- just know that there is always hope through your struggles.

i was taught to have hope in a hard time in my life and since i had hope that things would get better i am able to teach you what true hope means.

be hopeful!

i love you.

love,

sara

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