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Well I got a couple more hours of sleep. I have the best kids. They let me sleep and didn't wake me up until my cell started ringing. We went out and about today. K wanted to try Bubble Tea so I obliged her. Mistake. It is not good by any stretch of the imagination. If you don't know what Bubble Tea is....g00gle it. Once you find out...don't try it. *shudder* An expensive taste test.

There is a storm heading our way. Would you believe it's supposed to snow tonight??? Snow on Easter. How odd would that be?

Speaking of Easter...my girls are watching TBN (Trinity Broadcasting Network) and watching a childs version of The Passion.

Even watching the crucifixtion of Christ as a cartoon it still brings tears to my eyes. I am so unworthy of what He went through for me. Well not just me but all of mankind. I saw The Passion last year and that is when I realized I needed to turn my life around. I was making a serious mess of things so I gave it all back to God. My life has had it's ups and downs this past year. More good than bad but I will be the first to admit that the bad was horrible. I've been betrayed, treated like dirt and "spit upon" by people who I thought were friends. It was very difficult for me to go through all of it but I held true to my faith and love for Christ and came out on the other side a better person. I don't believe I could have without Him. He cleaned house for me....so to speak.

I still have my days of where I feel lost and wonder where God is in all of this. I still question from time to time but I know He is still with me and will never betray me. With all He went through for me...grateful does not even begin to describe how I feel.
Happy Easter everyone!!! He is Risen!!! :)

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