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because the love in this world will never be enough. But your love will satisfy my soul, forever I will sing your praise. <3

Don't be afraid to explore. You never know what's in your backyard. Today we explored the west yunnan mountians and they were absolutely breathtaking.

#dragongate #kunmingchina #yunnan #explore #wanderlust

You may never know the excitement that this world has to offer if you never take a step out of your comfort zone. Get out and adventure... Get out and learn.

A life worth living

Crazy. No maybe insane. As I sit here listening to the chaos of beeping horns and construction I find myself thinking that just maybe David and I are the definition of these things. I mean who in their right mind gives up the comforts of America? When we began to tell our family and friends that we were moving to China to spread the Gospel to children and their parents through an English speaking school, we heard these words often more then not. You see living in America is a fantasy. We have access to all things we think make us happy and the majority of the suffering we endure is brought on by ourselves and occasionally you run across families that have had really bad luck. But you see that is not real life. While many people may never understand why we have chosen to give up the luxuries of America I want to try and share why we made this decision. We simply want to be desperate for The Lord. When I met David I knew I wanted to travel through life by his side because of one thing. He wasn't going to settle for a life of simplicity. He longed to be in constant relationship with The Lord. His heart broke at the sight of an abandoned child and his soul ached as he talked passionately about all the people in the world who do not know The Lord. I hear people tell me over and over that it's really nice that I want to go help people and share the good news but that that kind of life isn't for them and every time I hear this my heart breaks. The bible tells over and over what it takes to be a follower of Jesus Christ and yet so many people think that just living their life how they want and going to church on Sunday maybe even being in a bible study is enough. Even if you live that kind of life and don't sin, it is still not enough. Jesus called us to give up everything and follow him. Not just the things we want but literally everything. I find that living in America that is almost impossible. There are truly very few who live a life of complete service and reliance on God. So that is why we are here, in the middle of south china. Because we want all of God. Not just a little. We want to know God more and spend more time in his presence because as Francis chan says in his new marriage book God should be number one and not number one as in family is number two but number one as in nothing that we love other than him can even come close to number two. So here we are one week into being on this journey and I can't say it's been easy but I know that it will be worth it.

#franciscan #marriageinlightofeternity #crosslandadventures

8 short days until this is our home for the next 3 years.

CrossLand Adventures

Adventure: a bold, usually risky undertaking; hazardous action of uncertain outcome. We often look at life and are afraid of the unknown. We have had our futures planned out since high school, we do exactly what is expected of us. Get good grades, Get a job in the specific field we got our degrees in, maybe we move to a new city or town for a dream job. We then drive the same way to work everyday, and know exactly what our week will look like. Work 9-5, gym, shower, dinner, repeat. Maybe the occasional dinner with friends, meeting new people, in hopes to find "the one". You get involved in your local church, maybe join a life group where you study Jesus on week nights, then go out to the bars with the same exact group of people on the weekends. Being out of college for a little over two years now i have found that this is what a majority of people my age lives look like.To most this is the american dream. Have a job, have a little Jesus when you need him. Have some friends, and have a little fun. After all isn't the goal in this world to be SUCCESSFUL? My heart breaks at this idea of settling for what the world says is SUCCESS, for what has become the average relationship with God, for the lack of desperation in young peoples hearts, and for the lack of ADVENTURE within most young peoples souls. This image that is created by the world is one of nothing but com-placement. It is an image of safety. We are afraid. Lately my heart has been yearning for adventure. And while yes my husband I are moving to China and some would say "isn't that adventurous?" this isn't the kind of adventure I am yearning for. I am yearning for Jesus. Yesterday David and I joined a sweet friend of ours at a women's Aglow meeting. As we looked around we were surrounded by a room full of 60 to 90 something aged women. I haven't felt more alive in over a year. While yes some of these woman may not be able to travel the world, they were full of adventure. These woman yearned and longed and cried out for Jesus in a way I desperately long to do every single day. They we adventurous in spirit. aware of all the damage being done in the world, they prayed in a way that made me feel like I was with those Christians being persecuted in Iraq. They prayed with authority, they prayed with power. This is the kind of ADVENTURE I am longing for. You see they say adventure is usually risky, and in todays society the way these woman prayed and danced for Jesus IS risky. Most of us are so afraid of being judged or turning others away from Jesus we refuse to even pray for our meals in public, let alone not follow the norm of all of our other peer Christians. The speaker talked about David and how he refused to keep the Arc of the covenant in the back yard. David refused to let the world damage the Arc and so he followed the instructions of the Lord and had the Levites carry it out into the city. David didn't follow quietly, just making sure it was safe and that everything went smoothly. He bravely danced in front of the Arc. He danced wildly and freely, full of the HOLY SPIRIT.. he danced until his cloths all fell off. His wife stood on the balcony ashamed at his actions, because they were not the norm. They were not what everyone else did. David is the only man in the Bible that God says was a MAN AFTER HIS OWN HEART. even though it seems simple, that is ADVENTURE. "Hazardous actions with uncertain outcomes". As my husband and I prepare to head to China, my heart is heavy and my spirit longs to dance for Jesus. We are stepping into the unknown and as we do I am delighted to bring the fire of Jesus with me. You see you may never go to China or Africa but you CAN bring ADVENTURE to wherever it is you are. Because when we fully trust in Jesus, when we solely rely on him and his will for our lives, every single day will be full of risks. God will give you multiple opportunities to be BOLD. Everyday you will walk into the unknown because you will be trusting that Jesus is in control of what the day will bring you. BE OPEN. BE WILD. BE BOLD. BE RISK TAKING. BE ADVENTUROUS.

Deeper then beauty

A day in the life of a girl, who on the surface looks like she’s got it all together. People assume her life is great, after all they find her beautiful. That’s the thing about only looking at the surface, beauty is deceiving. One looks at a beautiful mountain and stands in awe of its greatness. Because on the surface it is captivating. But if you were to visit that mountain, spend time on that mountain, you would see the huge fault line that lays at its foundation. From the surface, yes this mountain is beautiful. It is strong and full of life. But underneath its foundation waits for the earth to shift, moving the.plates and causing destruction. See while it is beautiful, it is broken. Just as the mountain, is the girl. when you see a beautiful girl don’t assume she has it all together. Because you never know the brokenness that her beauty hides.

#beauty girl broken

twenty five by: shauna niequist

Here are a few thoughts on being twenty-five-ish, some that i knew because smart older people gave me good advice, and some that I really wish I had known, that those older smarter people probably did tell me, and that I lost track of along the way.

I know that age is, of course, one of the most arbitrary ways of measuring a person. I have friends in their sixties who continually teach me about discovery and possibility, and friends in their young twenties who are as crotchety and set in their ways as Archie Bunker. Age, like numbers on a scale and letters on a report card, tells us very little of who we are. You decide every year exactly how young and how old you want to be.

When you're twenty-five-ish, you're old enough to know what kind of music you love, regardless of what your last boyfriend or roommate used to play. you know how to walk in heels, how to tie a necktie, how to give a good toast at a wedding, and how to make something for dinner. you don't have to think much about skin care, home ownership, or your retirement plan.

Your life can look a lot of different ways when you're twenty five: single, dating, engaged, married. You are working in dream jobs, pay the bill jobs, and down right horrible jobs. You are young enough to believe that anything is possible, and you are old enough to make that belief a reality.

Now is the time to figure out kind of work you love to do. What are you good at? What makes you feel alive? What do you dream about? You can go back to school now, switch directions entirely. You can work for almost nothing, or live in another country, or volunteer long hours for something that moves you. there will be a time when finances and schedules makes this a little tricker, so do it now, Try it, apply for it, get up and do it.

When I was twenty-five, I was in my third job in many years- all in the same area at a church, but the responsibilities were different each time. I was frustrated at the end of the third year because i didn't know exactly what i wanted to do next. I didn't feel like I'd found my place yet.I met with my boss, who was in his fifties. I told him how anxious about finding the one perfect job for me, and quick. He asked me how old I was, and when I told him I was twenty-five, he told me that I couldn't complain to him about finding the right job until I was thirty-two. In his opinion, it take about ten years after college to find that right fit, and anyone who finds it earlier then that is just plain lucky.

So use every bit of your ten years: try things, take classes, start over.

Now is the time to get serious about relationships. And "serious" might mean walking away from the ones who don't give you everything you need. Some of the most life shaping decisions you make in this season will be about walking away from good-enough, in search of can't-live-without. One of the only truly devastating mistakes you can make in this season is staying with the wrong person even though you know he or she is the wrong person. Its not fair to that person, and its not fair to you.

Twenty five is also a great time to start counseling, if you haven't already, and it might be a good round two of counseling if it has been a while. You might have just enough space from your parents to start digging around your childhood a little bit. Unravel the knots that keep you from living a healthy whole life, and do it now, before any more time passes.

Twenty-five is the perfect time to get involved in a church that you love, no matter how different it is from the one you were apart of growing up. Be patient and prayerful, and decide that you are going to be a person who grows, who seeks your own faith, who lives with intention. Set your alarm on sunday mornings, no mater how late you were out on saturday night. It will be dreadful at first, and hone after a few weeks, you'll find that you like it, that the pattern of it fills up something inside of you.

I know that most people need a season of space, a a time to take a step back and evaluate the spiritual context of their youth. I didn't go to church for a long season in college, and that space and freedom was so important for me. It gave me the perspective I needed to find my own faith. But it's very easy for a season of space to turn into years with out any kind of spiritual roundedness. It is easy to wake up several years from now and find your self unable to locate that precious, faith-filled part of your heart and history, because it slowly disintegrated over months and years. Don't do that. Do whatever you ave to do to connect with God in a way that feels authentic and truthful to you. Do it now, so that you don't regret the person you become, little by little, over time, without it.

This is the thing; when you start to hit twenty-eight or thirty, everything starts to divide, and you can see very clearly two kinds of people: on one side, people who have used their twenties to learn and grow, to find God and themselves and their deep dreams, people who know what works and what doesn't, who have pushed through to become real live adults.

And then there's the other kind, who are hanging on to college, or high school even, with all their might. They've stayed in jobs they hate because they're too scared to get another one. They've stayed with men and women who are good but not great because they don't want to be lonely. They mean to find a church, they mean to develop honest, intimate friendships, they mean to stop drinking like life is one big frat party. But they don't do those things, so they live in a kind of extended adolescence, no closer to adulthood than they were when they graduated college.

Don't be like that. Don't get stuck. Move, travel, take a class, take a risk. Walk away, try something new. There is a season for wildness and a season for settledness, and this is neither. This is a season of becoming. Don't lose yourself at happy hour, but don't lose yourself on the corporate ladder either.

Stop every once in a while and go out to coffee or climb in bed with your journal. Ask yourself some good questions like, Am I proud of the life I'm living? What have I tried this month? What have I learned about God this year? What parts of my childhood faith am I leaving behind, and what parts am I choosing to keep with me for this leg of the journey? Do the people I am spending time with give me life, or make me feel small? Is there any brokenness in my life that is keeping me from moving forward?

These years will pass much more quickly than you think they will. You will go to lots of weddings, and my advice, of coarse, is to dance your pants off at every singe one. I hope you go to very few funerals. You will watch TV and run on treadmills and go on dates, some great and of them terrible. Time will pass, and all of a sudden things will begin to feel a little more serious. You won't be old, of coarse. But you will want to have some things figured out, and the most important thins only get figured out if you dive right into them.

For a while in my twenties I felt like I woke up a different person every day, and constantly confused about which one, if any, was the real me. I feel more and more like myself with each passing year, for better and for worse, and you'll find that, too. Every year, you will trade a little of your perfect skin and your ability to look great without exercising for wisdom and peace and roundedness, and every year the trade will be worth it. I promise.

Now is YOUR time. Become, believe, try. Walk closely with people you love, with other people who believe that God is very good and life is a grand adventure. Don't spend time with people who make you feel less then you are. Don't get stuck in the past, and don't try and fast forward yourself into a future you haven't earned yet. Give today all the love and intensity and courage you can, and keep traveling honestly along life's path.

destructive, yet captivating. unsettling but peaceful. the feelings that the sea brings to me.

Poverty

When you hear the word you automatically assume. You have this vision of what this type of person will look like, what he will act like, and even the things he might say. You picture a dirty old man or a child with no shoes. A house that is run down or a car that is barely running. People lined up at the soup kitchen looking for a warm meal or a family as they lay their head down at night, not on a pillow but on the ground beneath them. POVERTY. These are the images that you envision when you hear this word. As I look around me, sitting in a coffee shop in Newport beach, I do not see what YOU might call poverty but I see a poverty that is much deeper and heart breaking. STUFF. It consumes the human race and as I look around me I see a race that is completely wrapped up in what they have and what they do not have. This is poverty. You may be thinking, well what do you mean that is poverty? These people have everything they could ever want? They are not hungry, they have shelter, how are they poor? As look around I see eyes full of emptiness. I hear silence as people sit alone aimlessly zoned into whatever gadget they have lying before them. Friendly is not a word I think these people have heard. I over hear conversations between teenage girls and my heart aces. As C.S. Lewis would say, they are men without chests. That is what I mean when I say I see poverty. You see the world has tricked you into thinking that only those without stuff are poor. But the poor that I see in these people is far greater then the obvious “poor”. They are lost, living outside of any moral code. Maybe they know of love but you do not see love when you look into their eyes. A kind word would be asking far too much from them because after all they are “busy”. To sit and have a conversation with someone you do not know would be considered weird, so forget about sharing what is going on in your life and making a new friend. It is simply heart breaking. That people have become so consumed with stuff that they are too “busy” for real deep relationship. They work, not because they love what they do but mostly because they need money so they can have more stuff. The purpose in life is to discover your gift. The meaning of life is to give that gift away. Nowhere in that, the purpose or meaning, does it say work a lot so you can have “stuff”. Relationships flourish when someone is living their life to give away their gift but they wither away when you keep your gift to yourself. I am not saying that all people with stuff are poor in spirit or that all of those with out are full of love but what I am saying is that poverty is much more then the one definition the world gives it. Poverty of the soul is far greater than poverty of stuff. So choose to be rich in the spirit. To love all those who enter your life and those you come in contact with each day. Build relationships, even if with complete strangers. Take the time to invest in those around you instead of the next biggest stock. When you pass from this life to the next you cannot take your stuff or job with you but the love you leave behind will always remain.

Pure Joy

It doesn't come from the new shoes I just bought or all of the cloths in my closet. It doesn't even come from all of the amazing friends I have or my wonderful family. The warmth of my favorite cup of coffee as it hits my lips or gazing out of the window as I sit at my favorite coffee shop. The rain hits the sidewalk. simplicity. a form of happiness comes from these things. of coarse laughter, as well as wonderful memories. and I would even say, that yes, some joy comes from those you love. the important thing to know is that these things can only bring you a certain level of happiness. a level that will sometimes disappoint, sometimes anger you, and sometimes leave you empty. these things can only add to the joy that you possess inside of you, they cannot BE the joy that is within you. like mostly everything in this fallen world, joy to can be taken from you. we lose loved ones, jobs, we are hurt, and left heart broken. the world tries to steal what the world has given you. If you rely on the world as your source of happiness there is no doubt that you will be left dry and hallow. the amazing thing is, is that there is a source of joy that will never leave your heart. It doesn't come from "stuff" or even others in your life, it comes from him. The one who created you. The King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. This joy that he gives is the purest of joys. It is the only joy that will sustain your happiness. makes you giggle for no reason other then simply knowing you belong to him. gives you a hope that pushes you to take one more step forward when the world is caving in on you. this joy allows you to love deeper. it allows you to forgive and let go of the baggage the world has cast onto your shoulders. this joy that God gives us is something we must seek after. it is something we must desperately long for. in a world of devastation and hurt, it is crucial to fight for this joy. once we have it we MUST share it. happiness is only a feeling. it can be momentarily. but the joy of the Lord lives within your soul. seek it, capture it, and share it. allow his joy to fulfill you in a way you have never been fulfilled and let the world know where your smile comes from. from the knowing that your heart is full of him. you will never be disappointed.

allow this joy this live within. once you have it find joy in the little things around you. for me I find joy in being in a place of poverty and brokenness yet being surrounded by people who love harder then most. in having a job where i get to watch and encourage spiritual growth. in the laughter of a child who has nothing but the love of his family. he smiles the purest smile and laughs the most beautiful laugh. i find joy in knowing that while i may not have a lot I can still give to those around me. I can love everyone in my life with a deep passionate love. I find joy in the fact that I have no bitterness and carry no baggage because my father carries it for me. I find joy in knowing that I am never alone for my creator walks hand in hand with me as I go through this journey of life.

What does a great life look like?

Ask a hundred people what a great life looks like and you will probably get a hundred different answers. But certain answers will virtually make everyones list. Most people would say, for example, that a great life includes something worth living for, perhaps even something worth dying for. A portion of a great life would be devoted to something bigger, greater, grander than your self. Something that inspires you, energizes you. Something that pushes you forward. Something that responds to your unique talent or touch and ultimately makes a difference in the world around you. You may ask, "so what does a great life really look like and how can I live a great life"? We look back in history and when we think of people who lived great lives we think of people like Martin Luther King jr., John F. Kennedy, Amelia Earhart, Billy Graham, Rosa Parks, or Mother Theresa. All of these people have something in common. They did not live their lives standing still. They live in forward MOTION. They were inspired by something and they allowed that inspiration to drive them to do something greater then themselves. They believed. In their causes, in their passions, in others, in the world around them but most importantly they believed in themselves. They served others in the world around them. Martin Luther King Jr. once said that everybody can be great because everybody can serve. He said that you do not have to have a college degree to serve, you do not have to make your subject and verb agree to serve, you do not have to know about Plato and Aristotle to serve. You only need a heart full of grace and a soul generated by love and you can be that servant. That is a new definition of GREATNESS. Be inspired and inspire others. Believe in the world around you and believe in yourself. Serve every chance you get and do all of these things in LOVE. Love what you are doing. Love those around you because LOVE is the GREATEST gift we have been given. Don't be afraid to give it away. Inspire. Believe. Serve. & LOVE Someone once told me that the two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you figure out why you were born. When you figure out why you were born choose to live for your purpose and for nothing else. Make your purpose GREAT. Live your life in a forward motion. These things will bring more meaning to your life. A great life would naturally bring more meaning, purpose, love, laughter, wonder, and adventure to your days and at the end of your journey you will look back on a life of significance rather than a life of regret. Knowing in your heart that YOU left the world a better place then you found it. Knowing that you got something wonderful out of it and in return gave something WONDERFUL back. A great life is not something you experience, it is something you CREATE. CREAT SOMETHING GREAT. SOMETHING WONDERFUL.

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you see the surface, you know what the world tells you about people like him. what will you choose to do. STEP out of the norm and listen to someones story. you never know the power someone's story may hold. let someones words change your story or use yours to change someone else's.

to judge is to assume but to listen is to love

there he is again. that man on the corner. everyday he stands there begging to wash your windows just to make a few cents. as you pull up closer to him you look down at your radio, pretending to change the station. you would do anything just to avoid eye contact. its easier that way, isn't it? to avoid it, even though he knows that you see him. if you don't make eye contact you don't have to see the pain that hides behind his eyes and that for you is much easier. you know you should role down your window, but its easier not to. to go on with your busy day having no recollection of the stand still moment you had earlier with a complete stranger. there he is again. sitting next to the gas station. his cloths are covered with dirt and he hasn't showerd in months. he sits and smokes his cigarette with a brown bag next to him. as you walk by he says God bless. nothing more or nothing less and to you this seems odd. it simple holds no meaning because what does this bum know about God. you say, u too but you don't mean it and you walk in and out of the store and continue your busy day. behind your desk, he walks in. he simply needs health insurance but you deny him. you see his tattoos and piercings and you assume. as he begins to tell you his story you see his rotting teeth and your mind goes to a different place, no longer listening to anything he is telling you. you tell him your sorry you can't help him but your really not. and as he walks away you think negative thoughts because of the assumptions you have made by nearly looking at him. ASSUME: to take for granted or with out proof. that is what you do. its easy to just assume that all people are alike. that this man is the way he is because he is choosing it. we all have the right to choice the life we live after all, right? so you don't feel sorry and you don't even really care. You have your problems too, we all do. so you keep to your self and you live a life of assumptions. the sad thing is, is that this is how most peoples lives are. they assume and don't care to know anything more or anything less. the truth is, is that man you drove passed just lost his wife of 10 years and his 5 children are no longer a part of his life. he has nothing and is so broken inside that he doesn't know how to get out. his family won't help him and does not even care to know why he is the way that he is. every night he sleeps in an abandoned car and cries himself to sleep, wishing someone would just care enough to love him. but no body does. they are all so busy with themselves they have abandoned their own blood. if you were to open his wallet you wouldn't find any money or credit cards, only a simple note with the name of his mother and her number on the front and on the other side the words, I am sorry, I love you. a note to be found just incase he was found dead. but you would never know any of that because for you it was uncomfortable to sit next down next to him and have a conversation. you assumed and went about your busy day. when he said God bless, he really meant it. a graduate of teen challenge, he took his daughter to church when she was a child, giving her the foundation she needed to be different. he knew who God was and knew that because of his father he was still alive today. Isaiah 26:3 was the verse that carried him through his hard times. "You will keep in peace, those whose minds are steadfast; because they trust in you." unlike you he really wants God to bless you, even though he is the one who so badly needs the blessing. the second you layer eyes on him that day in the insurance office, you had decided this man was worthless and didn't deserve insurance. what you didn't know is that that man is dying. He has cancer and no money. I bet you didn't know that this man was clean for 3 years before this, even helped his daughter get through college and his mother as she endured painful surgeries and stayed by her side for months while she was hospitalized. that is why he had no job. he was a great example to those in his 12 step group, and was an even better friend. Giving is to small of a word to describe this mans heart. sacrifice is more like it. a kind and gentle heart this man loved with everything in him. but you wouldn't that, would you? yes like every other human he has his flaws, but unlike most he is aware of them and works on becoming a better person everyday. despite the ridicule and pain he has endured he still chooses to love. but you do not see that. when you look at him you are afraid, you would never hug someone like that. those hugs are some of the greatest hugs I have ever received. despite his brokeness, he loves anyways. hurt by many he still longs for relationship. he's human. he needs to be loved too. he laughs even though he has more to cry about than he does to smile about and he faces everyday with a positive attitude, thanking God for one more day, one more chance to be better. I thank God too. missing my father as a child, i didn't understand the struggles of the world. addiction is not a choice it is a sickness, it destroys your concept of reality and prevents you from making right decisions. he may have choose the drug but didn't choose to be trapped in a life of sickness. thats okay because through the King this man has been set free. To let go of this past that entangles him and just be free. to love those in his life and to make the best out of each day. I am thankful for my King. for the grace and mercy he pours out upon the lost and broken. a steadfast mind, focused on God, that man has been given peace that passes all understanding. to know who he belongs to is more satisfying than knowing that he will wake up tomorrow. We have all been given a story. We've lived lives that most people would never know about unless they listened. The power of a story can change more than just a perception, it can change the world. so next time you see that man will listen to his story, or will you assume and just walk on by? My hope and prayer is that you will stop. give people a chance to tell you their story because you never know, it could forever change yours.

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sometimes a song just moves you. you are drawn in by the melodies and captivated by the lyrics. a song is so much more than just that. it makes you feel and moves your soul. taking you back to that one moment that you will never forget and making you feel exactly as you felt in that moment. they say a smell or picture can do that, but i say not like a song. Music holds power. power to consume your heart, to make memories play over and over in your mind, and to leave you either with a smile on your face or tears in your eyes. Let music move you. BE CAPTIVATED BY A MOMENT.

Who Am I?

Who am i? A question that I ask my self. Not who I was because I know that answer and not who I will be because that is something I have yet to see, but who am I? in this moment, at this time. taking off the blind fold and revealing myself to myself. I wish I could see myself from someone else's view but I can't. so i am stuck searching and digging and trying to find this person that I call me. You see, I know who I once was and that has contributed to what you see, but that girl I once was ins't me, isn't who I want to be. Broken and scared that girl would so just about anything so someone would care. love is what she longed for but more broken is what she became. Misguided and mislead by the ways of the world that girl got lost. so lost that who she was didn't matter anymore because people saw her for who they wanted her to be. An item and an object is what she became but not by boys as though you might think, but by the ones who were supposed to love her the most, her parents. And this part of her life shaped the woman that she thought she would be, until she came across a love that was so deep. So real she could not ignore it, so alive she had to enforce it. This love was real, everlasting. Something she never thought she would feel and this man that gave this to her wasn't a man at all. He was her savior, her King and it was in him that she found who she was suppose to be. That scared, lost little girl is not the woman God intended me to be. FREE is what he had for me! so now when i ask this question I may not know the whole answer but what I do know is that who I am is centered in who he was. He lives in me, and me for him. so who am I? I am a child of God. A beautiful daughter of the king. And I am free because I am his, and that is all I want to be.

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