Inside the mind

To describe myself would be impossible. Try to sort through the aimless dialogue that goes through my head and figure me out for yourself. I'm still trying.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Dear Lord...

Allmighty god, the father of everything good....please I get down on my knees and beg you to watch over my sister. To take away her pain. To let the truth be known about her situation. To watch over her. To let her be ok. I pray in this hour of desparation that you be with her in my stead. I cannot watch over her myself. This I ask as a favor. One that I will repay to you in any way. Take care of her.

Amen

1 comment:

Mona said...

Although it may not seem so, the Lord has answered your prayer. Karen is at peace, with the Lord and dancing with Grandpa.