inspiring thoughts

Anger is a condition in which
the tongue works faster than the mind.

You can't change the past,but you can ruin the present by worrying over the future.

Love...and you shall be loved.

God always gives His best to those who leave the choice with Him.

All people smile in the same language.

A hug is a great gift... one size fits all.
It can be given for any occasion and it's easy to exchange.

Everyone needs to be loved...especially when they do not deserve it.

The real measure of a man's wealth is what he has invested in eternity.

Laughter is God's sunshine.

Everyone has beauty but not everyone sees it.

It's important for parents to live the same things they teach.

Thank God for what you have,TRUST GOD for what you need.

If you fill your heart with regrets of yesterday
and the worries of tomorrow,you have no today to be thankful for.

Man looks at outward appearance but the Lord looks within.

The choice you make today will usually affect tomorrow.

Take time to laugh, for it is the music of the soul.

If anyone speaks badly of you,live so none will believe it.

Patience is the ability to idle your motor when you feel like stripping your gears.

Love is strengthened by working through conflicts together.

The best thing parents can do for their children is to love each other.

Harsh words break no bonesbut they do break hearts.

To get out of a difficulty,one usually must go through it.

We take for granted the things that we should be giving thanks for.

Love is the only thing that can be divided without being diminished.

Happiness is enhanced by others but does not depend upon others.

For every minute you are angry with someone,you lose 60 seconds of happiness that you can never get back.

Do what you can, for who you can,
with what you have, and where you are.

Author Unknown

Wishing Your Day be Filled
with Love and Peace.

All these things

May you find your strength within
And wisdom is what you bestow
May you have friends on whom you can depend
And spread happiness wherever you go.

May you be able to forgive each person
Who has hurt you along the way
And may you override and never succumb
To the devil's evil ways.

May you be able to enjoy your life
And know that you've truly been blessed
May you be able to handle the strife
And also discard the rest.

May you see the goodness in everyone you meet
And see their soul therein reside
And may you be able to compete
And to others be their guide.

May you always know contentment and peace
And angels guide your way
May you be able to increase
The goodness in others every day.

All these things are yours my friend
They are there inside of you
Bring them forth as the Lord did intend
He will always see you through.

Chee Chee Martin

anything is possible

If there was ever a time to dare,
to make a difference,
to embark on something worth doing,
IT IS NOW.
Not for any grand cause, necessarily...
but for something that tugs at your heart,
something that's your inspiration,
something that's your dream.
You owe it to yourself to make your days here count.
HAVE FUN.
DIG DEEP.
STRETCH.
DREAM BIG.

Know, though, that things worth doing seldom come easy.
There will be good days.
And there will be bad days.
There will be times when you want to turn around,
pack it up, and call it quits.
Those times tell you
that you are pushing yourself, that you are not afraid
to learn by trying.

PERSIST.
Because with an idea,
determination, and the right tools,
you can do great things.
Let your instincts, your intellect,
and your heart, guide you.

TRUST.
Believe in the incredible power of the human mind.
Of doing something that makes a difference.
Of working hard.
Of laughing and hoping.
Of lazy afternoons.
Of lasting friends.
Of all the things that will cross your path this year.

The start of something new brings the hope of something great,
ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE.

Written By: © BJ Morbitzer

how to be happy

Take full responsibility for your life.
Stop blaming others.
See yourself as the cause of what happens to you.

Do things you like to do.
Don't stay in a job you don't like.
Participate in life at the highest level you can.

Stop terrorising yourself with your thoughts.
Be gentle and kind and patient with yourself.

Give yourself the simple pleasures of life abundantly.
Wear clothes you feel good in, get a massage etc.

Watch what you say. Avoid self put-downs.
Stop being critical of yourself and others.

Take care of your body.
Give it exercise and good food.

Be willing to create a life-style that generates and nourishes self-esteem.
Associate with others with high esteem.

Acknowledge yourself frequently.
Keep a diary of your successes and accomplishments.

Avoid comparing yourself with others.
Remember that it's who we are, not what we do, that's important

Give yourself permission to do nothing periodically.
Schedule time by yourself.

Frequently take deep breaths.
Discover the benefit and pleasure of breathing fully.

Eat first class frequently.
Don't look at the right side of the menu.

Stop trying to change others.
Focus your attention on being the way you want others to be.

Look into a mirror regularly
and say "I love you, I really love you".

Stop feeling guilty and saying "I'm sorry".
See mistakes as valuable lessons and avoid judging yourself.

Consciously generate positive thoughts and feelings of self-love
in place of old thoughts of inadequacy.

Be willing to laugh at yourself and at life.
Stop taking yourself so seriously.

Accept compliments from others without embarrassment.
Don't invalidate their positive thoughts and feelings about you.

Be kind to your mind.
Don't hate yourself for having negative thoughts.
Gently change your thoughts.

Keep your awareness and your thoughts focused in present time
instead of living in the past or future.

Acknowledge others frequently.
Tell them what you like and appreciate in them.

Invest money in yourself.
Go to seminars, workshops and courses that develop your talents.

Make a list of 10 things
you love doing and do them frequently.

Treat yourself as you would treat someone you really loved.
Praise yourself.

Author Unknown

come as you are!

I shook my head in disbelief.
This couldn't be the right place.
After all, I couldn't possibly be welcome here. I had been given an invitation several times, by several different people, and I had finally decided to see what this place was all about. But, this just couldn't be the right place. Quickly, I glanced down at the invitation that I clutched in my hand.
I scanned past the words, "Come as you are.
No jacket required," and found the location. Yes, I was at the right place.

I peered through the window again and saw a room of people whose faces seemed to glow with joy. All were neatly dressed, adorned in fine garments and appeared strangely clean as they dined at this exquisite restaurant.
Ashamed, I looked down at my own tattered and torn clothing, covered in stains.
I was dirty, in fact, filthy.
A foul smell seemed to consume me and I couldn't shake the grime that clung to my body.

As I turned around to leave, the words from the invitation seemed to leap out at me..."Come as you are.
No jacket required."
I decided to give it a shot.
Mustering up every bit of courage I could find, I opened the door to this restaurant and walked up to a man standing behind a podium.
"Your name, sir?"
he asked me with a smile.
"Jimmy D. Brown," I mumbled without looking up. I thrust my hands deep into my pockets, hoping to conceal their stains.

He didn't seem to notice the filth that I was covered in and he continued, "Very good, sir.
A table is reserved in your name.
Would you like to be seated?"
I couldn't believe what I heard!
A grin broke out on my face and I said, "Yes, of course!"

He lead me to a table, and sure enough, there was a place-card with my name written on it in a deep, dark red.
As I browsed over a menu, I saw many delightful items listed.
There were things like, "peace," "joy," "blessings," "confidence," "assurance," "hope," "love," "faith," and "mercy."
I realized that this was no ordinary restaurant! I flipped the menu back to the front in order to see where I was at... "God's Grace," was the name of this place.

The man returned and said, "I recommend the 'Special of the Day'.
With it you are entitled to heaping portions of everything on this menu."
You've got to be kidding!
I thought to myself.
You mean, I can have ALL of this?!
"What is the 'Special of the Day'?"
I asked with excitement ringing in my voice. "Salvation," was his reply.

"I'll take it," I practically cried out.
Then, as quickly as I made that statement, the joy left my body.
A sick painful ache jerked through my stomach and tears filled my eyes.
Between my sobs I said... "Mister, look at me. I'm dirty and nasty.
I am unclean and unworthy of such things.
I'd love to have all of this, but, but, I just can't afford it."

Undaunted, the man smiled again.
"Sir, your check has already been taken care of by that Gentleman over there," he said as he pointed to the front of the room.
"His name is Jesus."
Turning, I saw a man whose very presence seemed to light the room.
He was almost too much to look at.
I found myself walking towards Him and in a shaking voice I whispered, "Sir, I'll wash the dishes or sweep the floors or take out the trash. I'll do anything I can do to repay You for all this."

He opened His arms and said with a smile, "Son, all of this is yours if you just come unto me. Ask me to clean you up and I will.
Ask me to allow you to feast at my table and you will eat.
Remember, the table is reserved in your name. All you must do is accept this gift that I offer you."
Astonished, I fell at his feet and said, "Please, Jesus.
Please clean up my life.
Please change me and sit me at your table and give me this new life."
Immediately, I heard the words, "It is finished."

I looked down and white robes adorned my body. Something strange and wonderful had happened.
I felt new, like a weight had been lifted and I found myself seated at His table.
"The 'Special of the Day' has been served," The Lord said to me.
"Salvation is yours."

We sat and talked for a great while and I so enjoyed the time that I spent with Him.
He told me, me of all people, that He would like for me to come back as often as I liked for another helping from God's Grace.
He made it clear that He wanted me to spend as much time with Him as possible.

As it drew near time for me to go back outside into the "real world," He whispered to me softly, "And Lo, I am with you always."
And then, He said something to me that I will never forget.
He said... "My child, do you see these empty tables?" "Yes, Lord.
I see them.
What do they mean?" I replied.

"These are reserved tables...but the individuals whose names are on each place-card have not accepted their invitation yet.
Would you be so kind as to hand out these invitations to those who have not joined us as yet?" Jesus asked.
"Of course," I said with excitement as I picked up the invitations.
"Go ye therefore into all nations."
He said as I turned to leave.

I walked into God's Grace dirty and hungry. Stained in sin.
My righteousness as filthy rags.
And Jesus cleaned me up.
I walked out a brand new man...robed in white, His righteousness.
And so, I'll keep my promise to my Lord.
I'll go.
I'll spread the Word.

I'll share the Gospel...
I'll hand out the invitations.
And I'll start with you.
Have you been to God's Grace?
There's a table reserved in your name, and here's your invitation...
"Come as you are. No jacket required."

- AUTHOR UNKNOWN -

we finally moved into our new home!

the first night went well and i'm looking forward to a brighter future.
now i can pick up my duties on dogster again(like my other groups)that i had to put in other paws until i was ready...
so i'm back.
let's say arooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

for those on facebook

http://www.dogster.com/forums/Plus_Friendly/thread/742564

whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

this morning I was called by the house co-operatives, they have found out that there's asbestos in the ceiling of my new home and it wil take 7 to 8 weeks for the house will be cleaned up and i am completely broken now , I still will have to stay two months at my ex in his house, and he is walking thru the house with a big smile on his face just because he does not want to let go of me and amira any way , at this moment i'm ready to jump from the highest moutain,just to be rit of his presense!.
please pray for my sanity and that i don't find a gun some where to shoot him with.!

(thank you cinnamon) THEY CHOOSE TEARS

This has probably been posted here before... I'm not sure? But I saw this posted in the Memorial section of a hamster forum that I am on and I thought it was beautiful. I've seen it all over the net, edited to fit several species' of animal. This one is written to fit hamsters, but it can be easily read in a different way to fit a dog. Besides, I thought everyone here would appreciate the sentiment behind it.

You have chosen tears

The little boy with the smudge on his nose stopped.
Behind him, hammies were playing, chasing each other and
wrestling in the warm sunshine.
It looked like so much fun, but in front of him, through
the clear stillness of the pond's water, he could see his mommy.
And she was crying.
He pawed at the water, trying to get at her, and when
that didn't work, he jumped into the shallow water. All that got him was wet and Mommy's image danced away in the ripples.
"Mommy!" he cried. "Is something wrong?" The little boy turned
around.

A lady was standing at the edge of the pond, her eyes
sad but filled with love.
The little smudge boy sighed and walked out of the water.
"There's been a mistake," he said. "I'm not supposed to be here."
He looked back at the water.
It was starting to still again and his mommy's image was coming back.
"I'm just a baby. Mommy said it had to be a mistake. She said I wasn't
supposed to come here yet." The kind lady sighed and sat down on the grass.
The little smudge boy climbed into her lap.
It wasn't Mommy's lap, but it was almost as good.
"I'm afraid there is no mistake. You are supposed to be
here and your mommy knows it deep down in her heart," the lady said.
The little smeeze boy sighed and laid his head on the lady's leg.
"But she's so sad. It hurts me to see her cry."
"But they knew right from the beginning this would happen."
"That I was sick?"

That surprised the little smudge boy.
No one had ever said anything and he had listened when
they thought he was sleeping.
All he had heard them talk about was how cute he was, or
how fast he was or how big he was getting.
"No, not that you were sick," the lady said.
"But you see, they chose tears."
"No, they didn't," the little smudge boy argued. Who would choose to cry?
The lady gently brushed the top of his head with a kiss.
It made him feel safe and loved and warm - but he still worried about his mommy.

"Let me tell you a story," the lady said.
The little smudge boy looked up and saw other animals gathering around.
They all lay down near the kind lady and looked up at her, waiting.
She smiled at them and began:

A long long time ago, the Loving Ones went to the Angel
in Charge. They were lonesome and asked the Angel to help them.
The Angel took them to a wall of windows and let them
look out the first window at all sorts of things - dolls and stuffed
animals and cars and toys and sporting events. "Here are things
you can love," the Angel said. "They will keep you from being lonesome."
"Oh, thank you," the Loving Ones said. "These are just what we need."
"You have chosen Pleasure," the Angel told them.

But after a time the Loving Ones came back to the Angel in Charge.
"Things are okay to love," they said. "But they don't care that we love them."
The Angel in Charge led them over to the second window. It looked out at all sorts of wild animals. "Here are animals to love," he said. "They will know you love them."
So the Loving Ones hurried out to care for the wild
animals. "You have chosen Satisfaction," the Angel said.

Some of the Loving Ones worked at zoos and wild animal
preserves, some just had bird feeders in their yards, but after a time they
all came back to the Angel in Charge.
"They know we love them," they told the Angel. "But they don't love us back. We want to be loved in return."
So the Angel took them to the third window and showed
them lots of people walking around, hurrying places.
"Here are people for you to love," the Angel told them.
So the Loving Ones hurried off to find other people to love.
"You have chosen Commitment," the Angel said.

But after a time a lot of Loving Ones came back to the
Angel in Charge.
"People were okay to love," they said. "But sometimes
they stopped loving us and left. They broke our hearts."
The Angel just shook his head. "I cannot help you," he said.
"You will have to be satisfied with the choices I gave you."

As the Loving Ones were leaving, someone saw a window
off to one side and hurried to look out.
Through it, they could see puppies and kittens and dogs
and cats and lizards and hamsters and ferrets.
The other Loving Ones hurried over. "What about these?" they asked.
But the Angel just tried to shoo them away.
"Those are Personal Empathy Trainers," he said.
"But there's a problem with their system operations."
"Would they know that we love them?" someone asked.
"Yes," the Angel said.
"Would they love us back?" another asked.
"Yes," the Angel said.
"Will they stop loving us?" someone else asked.
"No," the Angel admitted. "They will love you forever."
"Then these are what we want," the Loving Ones said.
But the Angel was very upset.

"You don't understand," he told them. "You will have to
feed these animals."
"That's all right," the Loving Ones said.
"You will have to clean up after them and take care of them forever."
"We don't care."
The Loving Ones did not listen. They went down to where
the Pets were and picked them up, seeing the love in their own hearts
reflected in the animals' eyes.

"They were not programmed right," the Angel said. "We can't offer a
warranty. We don't know how durable they are. Some of their systems
malfunction very quickly, others last a long time."
But the Loving Ones did not care.
They were holding the warm little bodies and finding
their hearts so filled
with love that they thought they would burst.
"We will take our chances," they said.
"You do not understand." The Angel tried one more time.
"They are so dependent on you that even the most well-made of them is
not designed to out live you. You are destined to suffer their loss."
The Loving Ones looked at the sweetness in their arms
and nodded.
"That is how it should be. It is a fair trade for the
love they offer."

The Angel just watched them all go, shaking his head.
"You have chosen Tears," he whispered.

"So it is," the kind lady told the hammies.
"And so each mommy and daddy knows. When they take a baby into their heart, they know that one day it will leave them and they will cry."
The little smeeze boy sat up. "So why do they take us in?" he asked.
"Because even a moment of your love is worth years of pain later."
"Oh."

The little smudge boy got off the lady's lap and went back to the edge of the pond. His mommy was still there, and still crying.
"Will she ever stop crying?" he asked the kind lady.
She nodded. "You see, the Angel felt sorry for the
Loving Ones, knowing how much they would suffer. He couldn't take the tears away but he made them special."

She dipped her hand into the pond and let the water
trickle off her fingers.
"He made them healing tears, formed from the special water here.
Each tear holds bits of all the happy times
and petting and shared love.
And the promise of love once again.

As your mommy cries, she is healing. It may take a long
while, but the tears will help her feel better. In time she will be less sad
and she will smile when she thinks of you.
And then she will open her heart again to another little baby."
"But then she will cry again one day," the little smeeze
boy said.

The lady just smiled at him as she got to her feet.
"No, she will love again. That is all she will think
about."

"Look," she said. "The butterflies have come. Shall we
go over to play?"
The other animals all ran ahead, but the little smudge
boy wasn't ready to leave his mommy.
"Will I ever get to be with her again?"
The kind lady nodded.
"You'll be in the eyes of every hammy she looks at.
Especially those with dirty smudges on their nose. And late at night, when she's fast
asleep, your spirit will snuggle up close to her and you both will feel at
peace.

One day soon, you can even send her a rainbow to tell her you're safe
and waiting here for when it's her turn to come."
"I would like that," the little smudge boy said and took
one long look at his mommy.
He saw her smile slightly through her tears and he knew
she had remembered the time he almost fell off the top of the cage and she had
almost fallen flat on her face to save him
"I love you, Mommy," he whispered. "It's okay if you
cry."

He glanced over at the other pets, running and playing
and laughing with the butterflies.
"Uh, Mommy? I gotta go play now, okay? But I'll be
around, I promise."
Then he turned and raced after the others

That's dedicated to all the pets that have been lost.

Dear God,my father and soulmate.

Dear God.

i just felt this urge to write a letter to you.
i don't know how many of your children write to you,but the urge is very great in my soul,so i guess it's the holy spirit is urging me to do so.
i have the honor to have you in my life for a long time.
our relationship,or ...uhmmm my relationship with you was a rocky one.
i needed to learn a lot,fall a lot,struggle a lot and cry a lot....but in all those times you were in my heart.
sometimes i took roads away from you.
i was a rebel,always wanting to go into the valley's to see what was out there to explore.
ofcourse it is not called a valley for nothing...
i learned that during the years.
i met you when i was nine.
i had a childhood filled with abuse and pain,alcoholic parends and a lot of lonelyness for a small child to take in on top of the abuse that was all ready there.
at one time we moved and next door an old granny,from indonesian heritage,lived there.
she took this young small girl in for some weeks...looking at me while i was playing outside...she saw my parends and how they treated us.
one day she came at our door asking my mother if i,i was nine,could come over...
she said her eyes were very bad and with the permission of my mother,she could borrow me to read her from the bible...
my mom,who was happy to get rid of me said yes.
and from there it went...
in the following months granny,because for me she started to be a real mom,told me about God the father,his son Jesus Christ and the promise he made to mankind.
she took me to church and i read to her from the bible daily.
she all did it on a playfull way,but i had found my purpose.
there was someone out there that loved me,loved me for who i was.
she teached how to pray and many more things.
like God is not only our lord and savior,but also our mom,our dad,our soul and our friend.
she warned me for satan.
she said,don't underastemate him nathalie.
he can come in the form of the most beautiful angel,but he has no love in his heart.
he can promise and give you the world,just like our lord,but in return ,if you take that...he will throw you in hell...while our Lord will give us Paradise.
on eart he is powerfull,never forget that he is there.
don't forget,but also don't give him to much attention,for that is what he wants.
respect satan,for on earth he is powerfull.
i never forgot that.
because in my life i have had many battles with satan ad yes,he is strong,he can destroy you when you are not in touch with the lord and he will not hesitate to do so.
granny died only two years after we met.
it was the first time i met death and my child heart was broken...i still visit her grave...after all these years.
bless her soull,i love you oma loa.
but she set me on a path ...that i will always be greatfull for.
she gave me God and without him i would not have lived to be 34.
like i said,my childhood was an abusive one,and because she teached me how to pray,i survived it.
when i was 18 i met my first love...he was ten years older and boy did i fall for him,only 18 years old.
in my eyes he knew everything,saw everything,was everything.
i was a young naive girl...what did i knew of the world?
exept pain!
he promised me the world and everything in it.
so i went to live with him...it was my escape from home and all the abuse.
not knowing he was a drug addict!
i took a road away from my lord,away from savety and lost myself in drugs for six years...
o i did pray every day,i told god i loved him,but i could not leave that road...that road was to powerfull.
so powerfull that i alsmost died.
it was when i was at the end of my strenght that one day,standing at my kitchen counter..i heart a voice...as clear as day......
"it's enough,we will move on"
i looked around...was i getting nuts??????????????????
o man,i'm really lost now,i'm starting to hear voices.....
but the feeling i had inside me...
i can't explain it.
i turned to my(ex) and said..."i'm leaving you"
took misty and left the house...
i was a junkie..had nothing..no clothes,no property...nothing.
but hee,i had misty righ,was my thought.
i went to the nearest woman center and went into rehab,cold turkey,with no meds.(i was 24 years old)
and that was in 2002 and i have never touched drugs ever again...
PRAISE THE LORD FOR HE IS GREAT AND HOLY.
i got a home and moved in with misty.
all alone.
man,i walked thru the dogpark for hours,i felt so alone.
misty sometimes had enough of me when i said come on girl and she would look at me,come on,give me a break ...my paws are tired from those endless walks.
but she did it and we pulled thru.
i wrote 50 diary's full...and went to church.
but again i got lost...i got heavy depressions and needed medications to just get up to face the day.
i tried to take my life two times,but God saved me.
at that time i had misty,lotus and bullie-boy.
i started to avoid people,would stay inside and would only go outside to walk the dogs...alone.
i would talk to nobody,would not look at people and would not open my heart to anyone but my dogs and God.
this went on for years...it went so far that i would not leave the house alone,i was to afraid...
i had gotton used to this behavior and i had street fear...
i would not leave the house without my dogs.
and in that time i found dogster!
from the first day i went online and made my doggie profiles i met people...well i was welcomed with such a love...it was incredible.
and dogster became me outside line ,my only people connection.
it was save for me...i could make friends,talk to people who shared the love for dogs and i found people who loved God,like i did.
i felt like home.
dogster saved my life at tha moment.
because i posted a lot of poetry about God and prayed a lot for furs,i got a picture in my pawmail one day.
it was made by miss jenna pooh and it was aminister with misty's muzzle.
under it was a note...you are our minister.
a day after that i made my prayer group Light A Candle with Mommy Wendy,my bestest dogster friend.
created a pet church in it and from there minister misty was born.
and slowly my depressions healed.
not by the meds...but because i prayed for others...and if i got a pawmail that said "you helped me so much,or you made my day"
my heart healed inch by inch.
and it brought me back to God.
but i still would not go outside on my own....
it was than when i met my now husband,and soon to be...ex husband.
it met him in the dogpark..or bull-boy met him in the dogpark.
bull-boy choose him...and it was bullie that brought us together.
my husband is from marroco and is a muslim,i'm a dutch girl who is a christian.
you can see the trouble start right.
but hee,we did it for four years.
now we are divorcing because our cultures just don't mix together.
i will not turn to a muslim woman,with all do respect for those muslim women out there.
because god is god,no matter how you call him.
and than i found out i was pregnant...
i was on birthcontrol,how could i be pregnant.
well God wanted to ...
and when amira was born,so was i.
i was reborn into a new woman,a strong woman....
God gave amira to me and gave me my own family,so that i would never feel alone anymore.
THANK YOU LORD...FOR HER... FOR THIS AMAZING GIFT.
because of amira i had to go outside to walk with her,to do things with her...
and i faced my fears...
because what would amira have if i was a mother that could not play outside with her,because i was afraid to go outside!
and now i am over that fear,thanks to amira and i see god's plan by giving her to me.
he saved me again!
and now i'm in a divorse.
and again i face a road filled with darkness...where will i go with amira...will i get an urgentie declaration so i can get a house.
so i can start new
and how will i fill that house?
i have nothing to fill it with.
but i know,i know,after all those long years with my lord he will not fail me.
yes i'm afraid...but god never said i can't be afraid...he will carry me anyway.
i know he will not let me fall,after saving me so so so so many times in my life.
but i also know i will never be old enough to have learned enough about my lord.
because he is so great,so powerfull....
our tiny minds are to small to understand his plans for us.
he gives,he takes..he let's you fall,and he will pick you up.
he will smash doors closed in your face that you wanted to go thru so badly,but also opens new doors...with new paths that HE sets out for you.
For me God is everything.
i can be angry at him,sometimes i scream at him,or i stop talking to him...
sometimes i act like a spoiled child towards him,or act ike i know better.
yeah right nathalie...like you know anything huh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But no matter how i act,how i behave or how bad i am,he loves me.
HE LOVES ME.
and i love him...
DO YOU HEAR ME GOD.
I LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU.



i will always follow you,and i will always be naughty,because there's only one power that is perfect...THAT"S YOU LORD.

i love you,thank you for everything you have done,will do and all the love you give me...

your child nathalie


PS:o and i still pray,please help me into my new transittion into a new life...i will need you Lord