Faith

Brought up Catholic so God fearing. Be good, or the Devil will be nearing. Offer it up, this hell on Earth. Repayed in heaven, for what it's worth. I now believe we live on in spirit. This makes more sense, has more merit. A conscious stream, and like a leaf I grow then fall and drop beneath. To resurface in another time and place. Perhaps in the presence of His holy grace. Or perhaps reborn to live again. So many lessons yet to learn. My faith is strong in what's right and wrong. It's how I live my life, how I feel I belong.

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George Zamalea

Date: 12/9/2016 12:19:00 AM

Yes, yes, yes... need and it is good!

Jean Murray
Date: 12/9/2016 1:23:00 AM

Thank you George.

Just James

Date: 12/5/2016 11:24:00 AM

You belong right here!!!

Jean Murray
Date: 12/5/2016 3:12:00 PM

I certainly feel I do James. I renewed my membership today.

Daniel Turner

Date: 12/5/2016 11:06:00 AM

Jean, it's the only way to keep going. We live in hope, that there is something better to come. An excellent write:)

Jean Murray
Date: 12/5/2016 3:15:00 PM

That's the sort of faith I truly admire Daniel. I had faith in Plenty Of Fish. Lo and behold, I have landed a big one!!

Arthur Vaso

Date: 12/4/2016 6:16:00 PM

So well said, I feel there are many paths to goodness, no matter which road one takes towards that endeavor I am all for it! Hugs!

Jean Murray
Date: 12/4/2016 6:51:00 PM

I think the path you have chosen, in comparison to me, is so much harder to travel Arthur. You report on death and destruction. I deal in birth and breastfeeding. Either way, you are always good to me, praising my humble efforts. Thank you.