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Lost in the tundra.

I don't know about all of this religious stuff but according to this guy, I have the Spirit inside of me now. I opened myself to the Lord and now I'm on my way to knowing the Word. I don't feel anything though. He said as long as I said the prayer it would be sincere, but I don't know if it was sincere or not. I guess I just need to do more thinking about it.I don't really want to think about difficult things like that right now. Difficult things like faith and the future and things like that. Because who even knows what to do with that. I kind of just want to hang out and watch Batman.

And I really just have no drive to write about anything. I just need to think about stuff.

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-Kay- said…
Good luck, don't worry btw we all struggle, and keep writing it's really good :)
April 12, 2010 at 7:52 PM
Carolynn said…
It's OK, sometimes God just hangs out watching Batman too. Probably. Maybe.
May 23, 2010 at 11:38 PM
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