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ver·i·fyThe birth of Christ?
I think miracles are embellishments of natural events and unnecessary to accept Jesus as the Messiah.I don't know why did Jesus work them then?
I used to pray that the police would come and take me away. Nope. Never happened. December 19, 1996 my dad walked out the door and was never seen again. December 10, 2010, my partner died. December 1, 1959, I received devastating news assuring me that I would never again see New York. I can't say that the Christmas season is any better, happier or more miraculous than any other time of the year.I once prayed for a Christmas miracle that my mom would love me. That didn't happen, but I was assured my dad did, so I was handed a Christmas miracle of sorts.
He is the same as me then .Believe what you want to about Him, but the fact that Jesus Christ born, lived, and died has been historically proven.
1996?I used to pray that the police would come and take me away. Nope. Never happened. December 19, 1996 my dad walked out the door and was never seen again. December 10, 2010, my partner died. December 1, 1959, I received devastating news assuring me that I would never again see New York. I can't say that the Christmas season is any better, happier or more miraculous than any other time of the year.
Why do you like to stick your nose up my ass? I know that your internet "thing". No need to advertise your proclivities.1996?
So, you're not an old lady? Or did you just never leave home?Why do you like to stick your nose up my ass? I know that your internet "thing". No need to advertise your proclivities.
In all the things that don't logically make sense, but you somehow still have faith for? After all, God can make anything happen can't He? Especially around Christmastime.
The watch didn't wash up on the beach by itself.I mean. What's going on in our bodies now, at the cellular level, is a sort of miracle to me. Digestion. Breathing. Heart beats. Not to mention, just being conscious and able to experience God.
Those years don’t make sense…I used to pray that the police would come and take me away. Nope. Never happened. December 19, 1996 my dad walked out the door and was never seen again. December 10, 2010, my partner died. December 1, 1959, I received devastating news assuring me that I would never again see New York. I can't say that the Christmas season is any better, happier or more miraculous than any other time of the year.
Ten years ago my best friend, my dad, two aunts, and a cousin died during the holiday season. Happy shoppers all around me, while I was buying a new white undershirt as part of Dad's burial clothes. His final gift from me...
Christmas still held blessings.
I hear you. This Christmas season is ranking right up there (down there?), too. What I have noticed during these times is the contrast because the small blessings are still present--and they shine brightly midst the dark. That has been a great reminder to look for and find the blessings always present in the midst (mist?)I used to pray that the police would come and take me away. Nope. Never happened. December 19, 1996 my dad walked out the door and was never seen again. December 10, 2010, my partner died. December 1, 1959, I received devastating news assuring me that I would never again see New York. I can't say that the Christmas season is any better, happier or more miraculous than any other time of the year.
He was closer to 80. I'm sure it was dementia. His behavior was off the charts.Those years don’t make sense…
1959? How old are you?
So was your dad, like, 100 when he walked out in 1996? Was it a dementia thing?
I have faith that I will die and rot.In all the things that don't logically make sense, but you somehow still have faith for? After all, God can make anything happen can't He? Especially around Christmastime.
It makes for good copy and sales.If God is the creator of the universe and the natural laws that govern it, why would he resort to miracles?
Which of your idiocies explains your adoration of the smell of my bowels?So, you're not an old lady? Or did you just never leave home?
you keep sharing random bizarre little tidbits from the archives of your life, you can’t blame people for being confused and/or curiousHe was closer to 80. I'm sure it was dementia. His behavior was off the charts.
The years make perfect sense, once you stop projecting.
Not a bit. I've noticed that most everyone shares bits of their lives . Are you confused or curious about all of them?you keep sharing random bizarre little tidbits from the archives of your life, you can’t blame people for being confused and/or curious
My point was that you share odd little bits with no context and then seem offended when people ask about it.Not a bit. I've noticed that most everyone shares bits of their lives . Are you confused or curious about all of them?
