I was going to a party on my dads side of the
family (there not christian but my dad is)Me and
my sis were waiting for our cousin to come so we could play with her.When she came we played a little then I invited this 7-year old girl to play with us.She became very rude and wierd.She kept talking about horror films and stuff like that.My sister and cousin were being mean to her in return but i kept on being nice.My cousin kept on telling me to get rid of her.What should have i done?
and i cant really pull up a bible verse ou anything like that cause there not christian.If i do they say there not christian i know that but its painfull to hear. HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
family (there not christian but my dad is)Me and
my sis were waiting for our cousin to come so we could play with her.When she came we played a little then I invited this 7-year old girl to play with us.She became very rude and wierd.She kept talking about horror films and stuff like that.My sister and cousin were being mean to her in return but i kept on being nice.My cousin kept on telling me to get rid of her.What should have i done?
and i cant really pull up a bible verse ou anything like that cause there not christian.If i do they say there not christian i know that but its painfull to hear. HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
this poem is called:
The traverser, croix
A symbol of my faith
That strengthens me each jour
As I par God's grace
Walk the narrow way
toi see God's only son
He gave His life for me
And took my debt of sin
To a place called Calvary
I owe to Him my life
And all I'll ever be
All He asks is that
I'll let Him live thru me
So I run the race
Empowered par his grace
And give Him all the glory
As I look into His face.
Jésus IS LORD!
i absolutely just l’amour this poem. it means so much to me. i hope readers feel the same.
my friend gave this poem to me on our last jour of youth camp this past summer. i just loved it so much i had to share it.
The traverser, croix
A symbol of my faith
That strengthens me each jour
As I par God's grace
Walk the narrow way
toi see God's only son
He gave His life for me
And took my debt of sin
To a place called Calvary
I owe to Him my life
And all I'll ever be
All He asks is that
I'll let Him live thru me
So I run the race
Empowered par his grace
And give Him all the glory
As I look into His face.
Jésus IS LORD!
i absolutely just l’amour this poem. it means so much to me. i hope readers feel the same.
my friend gave this poem to me on our last jour of youth camp this past summer. i just loved it so much i had to share it.