yes thank goodness! i live in Maryland heights on a hill lol so
im very safe!

lol thanks, and i hope you are safe from the flooding!

lol thanks!

thanks!!!
im happy!

im excited because after nine months of being unemployed my health has improved enough that i can go back to work!!!
my job search started today and i am really hoping i can get a job soon so if i can get prayers and good vibes sent my way i would appreciate it!!!!

indeed

lol

lol i think he will. =]

i like. =]

good howre you?

11 here too

um...thanks...i think

so here in st louis we are getting a glorious downpour of rain, the remnants of hurricane gustav, and while i love rain just as much(probably more than) the next person, when i rolled out of bed this morning i groaned.
i recently adopted a ten month old puppy from the stray rescue shelter and while he is the sweetest little dog in the world, he is also a chicken!

scared of everything and if that that isnt the worst than he also refusesto walk on a leash! i have to carry him outside and then put him on a lead connected to the fence in the backyard.

well i rolled out of bed and grabbed him, thinking to myself i would need an umbrella.

not thinking, i grabed it and tried to juggle a jumpy and rather large dog and an equally quarrlsome large umbrella while opening the door. while i succeeded in that i also managed to freak the dog out

so i struggled along to the backyard and over to the lead where i hooked them together and popped open the umbrella.

ZOOM

i dont think ive ever seen that dog run so fast in my life..and hes had his moments...

so i stand, my feet sinking in the mud trying to convice this wild thing to do his business so we can mosy inside.

the damn beast scurries over to a tree and curls up in a tiny little ball all the while giving me this heartreaking glare, as if to say..."mommy why are you doing this to me??? i thought you loved me!"

so i roll my eyes and decide its time to go in.

i start walking over and he runs around in a circle freaking out (stupid me forgot to close the umbrella) until finally i corner him in the muddiest oatch of the yard!

i grab him and the umbrella and run inside where he leaps from my arms and runs into my room under the covers, muddy paws and all.

when i finally got dried off i brought him a towel and laid him on it.

and all i could so was thank god i had this lil chicken hiding under my blankets. yes he was a pain...but i couldnt stop laughing. poor baby was scared to death and all i could do wa hug him and thank god that he ended up beiong adopted by me

i mean really..who else would laugh at all the mess lol

both savior and destroyer
i write to find my peace
drowning in my words
begging for release

both savior and destroyer
i write to find my peace
drowning in my words
begging for release

stare at my five new pairs of socks and I am filled with a sort of giddy excitement that most people just wouldn’t get. I lay them out with an awe filled reverence and examine each pair with academic precision. I have two pairs that are a dusty blue shade. I have a pair that is dark blue with white and powder blue polka dots and a pair of dark and powder blue strips. The last pair is completely dark blue with powder blue toes heel and a strip on the ankle.
And they are all mine.
I want to wear all five pairs at once but I know I have to limit myself to only one, and so I stare, picking each pair up and smoothing it with my hands, studying each side until I feel like I have memorized each stitch. I feel the texture and I find myself deeply in love with them all.
Finally I decide on the very last pair, the ones with the powder blue heels, and I hesitate. These are my socks. Brand new and beautiful.
After a few minutes I gather my courage and slip them on, my feet now covered in softness. I sigh.
Who would think that socks could be considered a luxury item? But its been months since I have had a new pair and these were a gift from my aunt. Funny but she probably didn’t even think twice about buying them. They were just something that was an every day type thing and she probably doesn’t know that if she were in the same room with me right now I would smother her in hugs for them.
To me these symbolize a new stage in my life. A stage where I don’t feel guilty for needing something or for asking for them. A stage where I realize that its ok to need and want and that I now have people who love me. I have finally come to accept that I can live my life actually living instead of just surviving.
I am finally letting go of my grief. I am finally learning the difference between forgiving and letting myself be torn apart by a sense of obligation. I am learning to be strong and to protect myself. And I have finally begun to accept the idea that maybe, just maybe life holds more than fear and pain.
Yes, these are only socks to some people, but to me they hold a much greater meaning, and tonight I shall snuggle up with my puppy and watch a movie with my feet nested in my new pair of socks.

man wrote the bible, thus man is resposible for all that is in the bible, thus it is unreliable.

if god makes himself known to people in his own then who is to say that it is through th bible? or through religion?
why cant it be through what people have to learn by themselves through what they have seen of the world and what they have come to believe by themselves.

and why in order to get to heaven do you only have to believe in that jesus died? anyone can say yes, i believe jesus diedforme. and if that is the case then noone has to worry aout their sins because as long as they say what i did was wrong please fogive me.

the idea of having jesus die for oursins is only to give a scapegoat to people who dont want to be held responsible for their actions.

according to the situation she didnt get into heaven because he didnt worship him/didnt believe in the tripe that the bible pours out and people call religion.
the idea that she didnt go to heaven has no merit because it doesnt make sense, as the points have been clearly made throughout this disscussion.

i was told tht god always answers prayers, but that sometims the answer is no.
so it just depends on how you interpet answering,
does god give you everything you ask for just ecause you asked for it, or does he use his judgement to decide if its in your best interest?