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Used To Be, Now Im Free

I used to be different. I used to be just like you. I used to think, to feel, to say, to do anything I wanted to. I'm not that person anymore, it comes at a price. I'm forgiven because someone sacrificed. His name is Jesus. The rock on which I stand. He was nailed on a cross, hand by hand. I decided that I didn't want to live a life for myself anymore, because before, I was torn. Unsure of my destiny, heaven or hell, I decided to stop running. Honestly, looking back at where I've been, it was the best decision I've ever made. To make God my true father, I've never been the same. I have this hope as an anchor for my soul, firm and secure. I have hope for a future, getting brighter the more I venture into the dark of this world. So today, if you feel empty, broken, useless, stolen, taken advantage of, forgotten and made fun of, there's a God who really cares about you. All you have to do is accept him, and he'll accept you for you. -Elizabeth Cary

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Date: 7/16/2013 10:39:00 PM
i found u Lizzzz its larissa :)
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