Thursday, August 13, 2009

A Call To Anguish.

This stirred me to say the very least. The conviction of my wasted
hours now has feet and I will walk on them. What are we doing to
serve? Who are we rescuing, reaching, and loving? I ask myself
these things everyday, and I cannot picture myself doing enough.
I am not innocent, this is a matter of anguish of its own.
Let this excerpt speak to you, I pray it does as it did me.

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