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Ahh... surprise is around the corner....those who know... know it to be real... true... and believed to be in fact, all that we choose to believe... i have for my whole existence never known anything different... that promise of great truth... that the gift of a child could rule and change the world... if only by the hearts that also know that truth... that faith in that what is truly unseen and yet believed... for all of my time... that promise is all I've known... I've never doubted in this promise... I've never questioned the gift... i am a believer... my life is not my own and my walk is path filled with bumps and cliffs... Hills and valleys... with sadness and joy... but a promise... a redeeming gift of life is what draws me in... then more to the point... i believe those I love must believe as well... this is all I've ever known... this fact has been inbred in my brain... this from a love that knew and believed as well the promise that was laid before them by the lives of the past... yet i have learned that minds of others are opened to see with wide eyes... the truth from a perspective that with knowledge learned and blossomed... a mind to thinking... a thinking that was encouraged to see... to look... to imagine... in my mind what will be at the end of a day... when what I once lived my life upon will lay out much differently than what was described... i believe yet I am a human... one who fails daily... you live life within a belief that was shown me to as how to live... but my life is human... my sin is real... my
understanding of what is to come is in bedded in my brain... and i know that one day... that day of return....i will be that peter...who is left behind with the knowledge of what was taught and only half lived... to be one with the gift to bring those who have never known... it is my dream... as wild as it may seem... it is how I want to live my days... i want to be the one who know the risk that is... and the danger that was... but the life given for those who believe... i am a believer... Jesus is my savior... and i will survive...66

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