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I love thee, Lord; My heart is full. I'll walk thy chosen way.

I feel a constant need to be needed in a world where I have the hardest time asking for help. That might not make sense to anyone but me, but that's okay. The hardest part about life for me is accepting things I can't change. There is a line in my favorite hymn that says, "Silently we pray for courage to accept thy will, to listen and obey." I pray on a daily basis for courage to accept Gods will for my life. I pray to know the path I should be on and let myself go and let Him take control. This past Sunday in church one of the lessons was on letting Heavenly Father have control over our lives and that we should be okay when things don't work out the way we want them to. Heavenly Father has a plan for my life and he has a plan for your life. He knows the greatest path for our lives and He loves us enough to guide us in all that we do. He sent his son, Jesus Christ, to die for us so we would never be alone. Christ walked his path completely and utterly alone. He was mocked and taunted and he suffered for us on the cross so we would never have to be alone. Christ will always know what we are going through. He is a constant friend and He is always there. It is up to us to let ourselves become lost in the greatness of the path of life and to let Heavenly Father lead and guide us on this journey. Everyone is at a different point in life, no two people are the same. I know with a surety that Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ love each of us personally. Life is a blessing and a hard journey we are lucky enough to be on. I am grateful for the opportunity I have to know Christ and to have him in my life. "I love thee, Lord; My heart is full. I'll walk thy chosen way." 


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