Saturday, October 4, 2008


I think I think too much...

I read into things.

I overanalyze things.

In my mind I start to play out the worst case scenario.

Negative thoughts rush in.

I begin to lose self-confidence and slowly slip into the pit of despair.

Ah! But wait. Then Jesus reaches down, pulls me out of that pit and reminds me that I am His child, and that none of His children are insignificant.


What a wonderful thing it is to be loved by the Creator of this world.
What a wonderful thing it is to know that He never has, and never will forget about me.
What a wonderful thing it is to have Jesus as your best friend.

Hmmm, what interesting things come to mind when you allow yourself to think.


mariposa said...

Hey! Just wanted to say I like your blog :)

mariposa said...

Hey! Hmm, good question :) I didn't even realize I was writing so much about death. So I wouldn't really say that I'm afraid of issues around death. I mean, of course I'm a little afraid of dying - but that's only natural.

I think it's more that I'm mystified by it, or trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together. I don't completely understand it, so I try to, and that's why I write about it, if that makes sense?

mariposa said...

Thanks for the comment! :)