And then, there was Nothing.
Nothing.
Zip.
Zilch.
Nada.
Nil.
Barren.
Vacant.
Rasa.
Zero.
The Empty Set.
Naught.
Zip.
Zilch.
Nada.
Nil.
Barren.
Vacant.
Rasa.
Zero.
The Empty Set.
Naught.
What is it that You have for me God? It's taking all that I have to believe in Your Promise.
-----Edit-----
Jill had some good things to say about Self Pity here.
posted by Jonny at 3:15 a.m.
2 Comments:
but if you don't hold onto hope, there's nothing left to hold on to after that.
keep your chin up, Jon. I'm sorry you're going through this.
The Gardener prunes so that you may bear fruit. Hang onto His promises! There is nothing otherwise.
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