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Today I was stopped in Walmart with my husband and my son, by a woman and a man, they wanted to show us something from the bible. Most of the time I would have brushed it off and hurried away, but I let the man speak. He spoke about how the bible tells us (or those who read it) that when Jesus comes again it won’t be to send us to heaven or to hell, but to save us. Save us from what I ask? Save us from a World that is completely filled with greed. He spoke about how God had a wife, and that Jesus’s mother was not Mary. But she was an unnamed woman.. Although I quite didn’t understand everything he said completely, his words made more than enough sense to know that he wasn’t trying to shove his religion down our throats, but he was trying to say thank you for being a mother because its the most important role I will ever have.
today was my last day in my creative writing class and my teacher gave everybody a piece of paper to write down a contract and to put it in our wallets. she said she did the same thing when she was younger and every now and then she’d brush by it and remember that she wanted to write. everybody took time to write out what they wanted and I just sat at the back of the class, sitting on the windowsill and I knew there was only one thing to write but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. at the end of the class after everybody left, I went to thank her for the year, and she told me that people should be reading my words for a long time, but they won’t be able to do that if I’m not around to write them. I showed her the blank piece of paper, and she said it was okay not to write anything, and then I wrote this. I learned the power of words in that class, I learned it was okay to vomit up half a dozen notebooks stained with blood and exploded pens because it means you have something to say.
steph you’re all over my dash
literally posted this 2.5 seconds ago wow
this is so amazing
I need ten lovely people to become 31 consultants.
What you pay: 99 dollars for your starter kit (that is all you pay)
What you get: you get the new fall starter kit (all the bags are yours to keep and show off)
What you earn: TONS! And you get to personally be on my team where we will have phone calls, and talk constantly about your business.
Who do you work for:YOURSELF!
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