“Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.”
I can still let it go, I can still learn to grow into a child again. .. Silence is easy—it just becomes me. You don’t even know me; why lie about me?
...And you might just be a shiny thing, but you are the shiny thing I am pursuing.
And then you take my breath.
I say “hey, I need that to get back to the top.”
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map