Dearest God,
I've heard you hear everything; even if I hadn't heard it, I would know it anyway.
Well. I'm so glad you hear everything (it includes hearing my mistakes and sins too). But that's okay. I just hope, God, that you write down all you hear so you won't forget. I know you forgive, God, but, until there, until you can finally forgive the ones who hurt us in a cruel way, please God, do not forget.
Thank you so much.
Love, much love,
Marcia. But you may call me daughter.
29 de mai. de 2010
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