originally, it was just a thing i thought id try just because. then i got hooked and it was the only way i knew how to vent. a cry for help? no. a cry for freedom? most definitaly. freedom from guilt, from pain, from everything that haunts me.i may not be the chief of sinners but the weight i feel is more than that of Saul. sometimes i just cant live with myself and i cant stand to be me. it wasnt the right ecision to make but it was made and i live with the consequences. but i gave up all self injury for lent. if i can make it 40 days, i can make it really.
well, hope youre unconfused.
Love in the Lord,
Michelle
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Okay. so i sent this message to Paul, alking about my cutting in response to the questions he had left on my blog. But i think it applies to anyone who read that topic. AND i have updates!!!!
I got a "sign from Jesus" yesterday in Geometry.
I had a needle attatched to my clothes all day just in case i got in a foul mood. And i was just
finishing my test. I come back to my seat and i look at my sleeve.....to find the needle had vanished! But I looked and looked but it was gone. Now it may not look like a sign from Jesus to everybody, but from where I'm standing, it was. No I'm not Catholic, but I do still try to observe lent. And yeah, I really did give it up for Lent. So that's all i guess. Happy Valentine's Day (im late, i know)
And By The Way!!!!!!
My awesome friend, Cheyenne, just found out her mom has breast cancer. Cheyenne is a freshman too. We have a lot of classes together. They used to go to church and i told her God would take good care of her mom, but she was real heartbroken over it (who wouldn't be???if that happened to my mom, Id die...) But if someone could just occasionally lift her family in prayer, that'd be great!