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		<title>A Girl For God&#8230; Whose Name Is Jesus!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[AmyanEmail this to a friend
When I was a child I went through a lot. I suffered a lot of emotional trauma. By the time I was a teenager I felt like I had been a victim and I did what I thought was fighting back. What I didn&#8217;t realize then that the things I was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Daddy In The Grandstands</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I walked down the empty corridor, the bare floor seemed to stretch on forever. Nearby, the clicks of my mother’s shoes rang sharply in my ears.  When I opened the large metal door, my senses were immediately flooded by a pungent, stale stench. In front of me were rows of steel stools and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Greatest Choice I Have Ever Made</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 19:01:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We infested our business with sin. We would throw parties after business hours, at times having up to 150 people drinking and doing drugs inside and outside the building. I remember one night getting drunk, smoking weed, free basing nitrous oxide, dropping a couple of pills of ecstasy and "bumping (sniffing)" cocaine. I was so numb that I couldn’t tell the different effects of the drugs. Sin is so cruel and deceitful. I remember that night feeling like a king, here I am partying like a rock star and owning my own business. I felt as if I was going straight to the top. According to me "I was living life to the fullest"!
That night or should I say the following morning, I had the grueling realization that the party was over and it was time to go home. When I would go home I would sleep with my head phones on drowning out the knock at the door of my soul with worldly music. Thinking was out of the question because I would always know deep inside (like we all do) that I was not right with God. I would go to work on Mondays as if nothing happened, still this young eager, enthusiastic man looking to be successful. "I could control my partying, I’m not like those low lives on the streets," I would say.
Finally after playing games with God I had hit the dead end road. I can remember I was sitting back and I thought to myself, "I'm going to make it big. I’m going to be rich and have everything life has to offer" (I would always lie to myself to try to fill the void inside). A thought hit me like a ton of bricks "Yes but you’ll never fill the void inside your soul."]]></description>
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		<title>Second Chances</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 21:16:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Twenty-two years ago, I was born into a Pentecostal home. I was raised in church and at the age of three, I received the Holy Ghost. I was baptized when I was four in the name of Jesus after I explained to my pastor why I wanted to be baptized and was able to tell [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My Spiritual Journey</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2006 23:12:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was greatly influenced at that time by teens that were just a few years older than me. They were into skateboarding, tagging, drinking smoking, using drugs, backyard keg parties, and other crimes and ungodly things. But at the impressionable age I was, I looked up to them.]]></description>
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		<title>The Day I First Found Love</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 04:40:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I would like to share my story with you hoping that it will be a blessing to your life. As a child, I went through life searching for love because I was empty inside. I experienced many things that left me empty and influenced my direction in life. Being born in Los Angeles, California, into [...]]]></description>
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