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MandaNay1
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Name: Amanda Birthday: 4/1/1985 Gender: Female
Interests: Singing, acting, dancing, Loving Jesus (not a hobby, a lifestyle!) Laughing LOUD, hanging with friends(Jen,Jackie,Chloe, Kim), traveling, writing, reading, smiling, flying in an air-o-plane, Hanging with the girls. Expertise: Singing,auditions,listening wholeheartedly, loving others, making others laugh with my stupidity!, singing in the shower, cleaning:)-Being a good best friend (DANIELLE,), winking, making FUNNY FACES! Occupation: Student Industry: Entertainment
Message: message meEmail: email me AIM: MandaNay1 Yahoo: MandaNay1
Member Since:
1/20/2004
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| My sweet friend Alex reminded me of this song on her post...so touching and amazing - seriously..
How big you are
one voice could never tell.
Earthly eyes could never see, all that you can be
and yet
you take the time
to walk me thru the chaos of my life.
Your grace OVERWHELMS ME
God how big you are
Wow. I think back on the moments I've felt so small...and that is when God reigns glorious. May sweet Jesus move mightily in you all! | | |
| I've been praying for Closure..its something I desperately want/need.
Now that it's coming I'm nervous but somewhat in control.
The night will be mine...he'll wish he'd never screwed up.
Moving on is what I'm after - for going back...I wouldnt think of it.
Bigger and better things are approaching - YOU...just dont stand in my way.
Out of my world I wish you were...but many things we share...I'll share them just fine, but remember where you met them. | | |
| Today has been a very different day.
God has given me a peace that I have never dreamed of.
Sometimes God takes you great through pain only to show you that the choices you may have made would have far-reaching negative implications.
That is one thing I have learned for sure today. | | |
| - Held My heart hurts - like it never has before.
I feel like I'm withering
Cant eat
Cant think - of anything else but THAT
2 minutes of silence...then nothing but tears. Its continuous
I've prayed. God has only answered...REST.
The only rest I get is when I sleep, dead to the world.
When I wake it all returns; the hurt, the tears, the prayers asking God what I do for now? REST
My father held me last night as if I was an infant - even when I went to bed I felt I was being held by The Father.
This is what it means to be held How if feels when the sacred it torn from your life, and you survive This is what it means to be loved And to know that when everything fails, we'll be held
PLEASE pray for me. | | |
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