i was refuring to my mom, but I didn't say her name 'cause my grandma reads my site and yeah.

<TABLE class=blogbody cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=1 width="100%" border=0> <TBODY> <TR> <TD width="5%"> <TD vAlign=top> I’ve never seen that side of my mother. It was always… WHAT boys?

 

Faith seems like such a hard thing to pass on to someone. Like, I look at Amanda’s family and her parents are amazing and I can’t imagine myself living up to their standards. Amanda asked her mom to help her ask God into her heart when she was three! Me and my sisters, though, though church and everything was boring, possible bogus… but I think it also that though feels overwhelming because I’m still trying to figure out everything myself. By, yes, it would be an amazing thing to pass down and watch it grow in someone else.  Especially when you helped put it there.

 

If I didn’t believe in God I just wouldn’t think about dealth… my theory was that I didn’t know anything about it, can’t really comprehend something you don’t know… and if you can’t change it why worry. Amanda and her mom prayed for me. Amanda and Roseanne were great at leading by example. They had a huge impact on me just by being themselves and not hiding their faith…

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