"He loves us, ohh how he loves us."
He loves. Me.
Why? I don't understand. Why me? I thought he died for them.
But not for Me.
Although in the mist of my doubt, he came for me. He came for us.
He came asking nothing in return from me. Didn't ask to come, just
came. As A baby, this powerful God, the author of everything. Kinda like
a book. We are a book. And hes writing the pages. We don't know whats
coming next, but he does.
And all that, came from this baby.
Merry Christmas <3
*****UPDATE 12/25/2009*******
((((Btw, I wrote the above three days ago.. so now I'm writing this)))
Oh... holy..
Ok, this is an interesting twist from what I just said,
but now I.. I don't know anymore. I don't know Matthew anymore.
Hey hes amazing now that he opened up to me more, but..
I don't know. Should I trust him with this? I don't want to watch him
crash and burn, but I don't want to push him away ether...
Hes playing with fire. And theres nothing I can do about it.
God please give me Strength!
-Mich<3
