Saturday, January 1, 2011

Why Does My Eye Have Strings Of Goo

... is it so crappy ...

.... on dera Wöd ..

I'm angry, full of sour as an unripe lemon.

It's just brutal, brutal to some people, life I mean.

He, as you see on TV, internet connection - listen one on the radio ... It is so good, the Lord, He is glorious ...

So I guess the guy who leads us, who is the imer ... yes that is a "fun" type. "Funny" is a term which I myself just to make inter-network trust ......
There's a man, a woman who believes in a deep and intimate strength in the Lord, God ... of the created us ... and her skin a short straw after another between the legs ... First the child is placed in a Krnakenhaus, no one can say if and how it survives ... here comes a fool, a cripple ,.... home ?????? Long fear .... thousands of prayers ..... true faith ..... then the husband is called away ... it gives off the spoon - dies.
She suffers like a wounded animal, it is no longer there, she can no longer ask, feel, touch ........ ...... do
She suffers, suffers and suffers - if you have not experienced it - it canst not (he) feel not even imagine almost, no, you have no idea how that's an idea maybe already, but you can, does not authorize ran up to .....

Well, then comes from one minute to the other a facial nerve palsy .... WHY?
Lord I do not understand cih ..............

Father, let this cup pass from me .... no, father, not like I want, no, just as you want it! It shall be so !!!!!!!!

Yes das kann sie verstehen.. sie hat den Glauben, die Kraft....





Ich, ich kann das nicht..... leider, mein Glaube ist schwach... ich ahne es irgendwie, es ist ganz zart, ganz leicht... es klingt irgendwie .... aber ich kann es (noch) nicht (be)greifen.....

Herr, dein Wille geschehe......

Gib mir die Kraft, das zu verstehen........


Vater unser, der du .......................

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