We chase after relationships like a child after a leaf in the wind, when all we need is the tree itself. I am more guilty of this than you. I want to want God more than anything I have ever wanted before. I just get distracted with all the pretty leaves swirling around me.
I'm in. I'm out. I'm in. I'm out. I'm out. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm out. I miss 104.
Monday, June 09, 2003
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