different paths?
By magg77
i tire so quickly of your ranting and raving pretending to know me believing i have no faith that hell is my enternal home i do not sit in pews praying to god each sunday reading "his good book" but my faith is ever stronger than you could ever know when the world draped over me a life of pain and grief he was my only friend the one i did confide in when the beauties of this earth stand before me every day when i see my nieces run to hug me and his angels grace my life i know his hand is over me i am not "saved" you say i need to be to be close to him but how can you say how can you judge the buddist,the muslim, the ones such as i who do not fallow "your" path he is in my heart,he is in yours are we really traveling differant roads afterall? Written January 31st, 2002 © on Jan 31 2002 09:37 AM PST 0 • 13
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"i tire so quickly..."