Thursday, March 24, 2011

Dust

I feel fine, just hollow. A friend is gone. He feels closer now, I was walking on the beach, and I thought I heard God say I would walk with my friend again someday.

I remember last year he got up in front of like 400 people and offered to pray for strangers. And strangers were changed. The last thing we did was pray over each other. Travel well.

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