February 9, 2011

Jesus, wine, and crackers 11/8/10

dear diary,

she sawl me in my red coat and thinks i work at target. what is happening. shall we pray.

dear God in Heaven, oh gracious Father of all that is living and lived before us, i come to you today, my Lord, in search of answers and the desire to help one particular peculiar individual who is suffering internally, and will no doubt, suffer for all eternity without the stern rod and solom vow of divine intervention from you. please guide this person into a peaceful place, where ease and sanity may be found, where trust can be built again with those around them and happiness may be plentiful in the seasons to come. please grant them the ability to forgive others they feel may have transcribed against them, even though it was nothing but a complete farce and figment of their own imagination and failed attempt at revenge. dear Lord i pray deeply for the salvation of these people and the safety of the remainder of their pitiful small lives, but let those lives grow into something huge dear Lord, so that not to end on a true tragedy. let it acquire meaning and depth, as not to remain shallow and unworthy. there is good in us all my Lord. in your name in in your name alone this is what i pray. amen.

i did not spailcheck my words to the Lord, as he does not see spailing errors. so. i dunno.