i feel the need to admit all my flaws and failures to every person i meet.
like a "precursor " of sorts.
but then, when i really think about it...
i should't have to.
you love me. or you don't. there's not much explaining that will change that.
so i guess, the thing is...
i am jamie king. i am the very jamie king He has created me to be.
He loves my loud laugh. He smiles when my big, bug eyes smile in unison with my heart. He loves to hear me sing, even when it's loud and off key. He is "enthralled by my beauty" (Ps.45:11).
and if he can find it in his all knowing, all powerful, all merciful heart to love me without having to know all my bad habits and embarrassing actions first..
so. can. you.
10.31.2010
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