I just had a delicous dinner of Indian food. However, my stomach doesn't seem to like it.
Conversation between me and vicky last night
J: No one loves me
V: I do
J: I have no friends
V: What about me?
J: I'm so ugly
V: You're gorgeous my dear
J: Life sucks
V: I hope this doesn't sound too mean my dear but I think you need to get over yourself
J: HA HA HA
So true. Thanks for being there Vic!
The idols of the nations are silver and gold, the work of human hands. They have mouths, but they do not speak: they have eyes, but they do not see: they have ears but they do not hear, nor is there any breath in their mouths. Those who make them become like them, so do all who trust in them. Pslam 135
You become like the man-made things that you trust: mute, blind, deaf. When humans forsake their maker and love other things more, they become like the things they love-- small, insignificant, weightless, inconsepuential and God diminishing.
Think and tremble
Inspired by John Piper's Pirced by the Word
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Hey Jesi. =] I read your blog. haha. yay?
<3 ya sista
OH LOOK! I AM FEATURED ON MY BELOVED'S BLOG!! xD <3 <3 Helloooo my darling. WHY DIDN'T YOU GIVE ME THE LINK!? :[ :'[ -tear- lolz. I LAAAHHHHVEEE YOUUU. xD
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