The latest coolest thing I got was headphones from some guy who claimed he'd never seen me but he did, before my son was ever taken. There was/is something seriously wrong with them.
I will probably take them to the computer guy.
They basically cause a weird effect when plugged in. None of the other headphones I've used do. He said he was retired Army.
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For many years, I was a dead body that was lying on the floor of a lake. Christ dove into the water, pushed His strong but nail-pierced hands under my torso, and lifted me up through the depths. He gently placed me on land, blew life into my dead nostrils, and I awoke to begin a new life. I wasn’t drowning or grasping at a life preserver that Jesus tossed my way. That would mean I could take credit for doing something. I was dead. Dead as a doornail. He breathed life into me.
Colossians 1:13 states: "For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins."
God brought us - we didn't bring ourselves by choosing. He chose us first. We love Him because He first loved us. We are those who believe because He enabled us to believe through His Spirit.
dead as a doornail? from "son"?
you sound like the last person who wrote the last post.
you could write for Hollywood
I wanted to apologize for being sarcastic. It was very thoughtful of you to write this, and I was in a horrible mood when I was reading through mail.
I read this again and the scripture attached and it's really nice. I'm surely dead as a dried up dead flower so if this is to make his miracles more profound, I am a miracle in the making.
Again, I'm sorry for being curt.
Thank you.
Sincerely,
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