My best buddy died....But He rose again. Just so we could have a chance to sniff a rose again.

If He could forgive those that nailed him to the cross on the spot...He can forgive me.

Gotta lot of struggles, and I gotta lot of pain, but Jesus Christ is my umbrella in the rain. He always held me up when standin' was a strain. So I am gonna praise His name, yet again.

Being my friend earns you two privileges. I'd kill for you, and I'd die for you.

Two Things get you accepted into my facebook on the whole...I must have - met you in person or encountered your soul.

In this world, even when trying to fit in, we stand out... Because we make it obnoxiously clear that we are only trying to fit in. Are you standing out like a sore thumb or a blossoming rose?