How can it be that you,
my king,
would die for me?
-Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. - But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. - Whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Bleah
I hate being in front of a crowd.
I've read it's adrenaline that causes the butterflies to start fluttering before you go onstage but even when I'm here alone with the camera pointed in the "other" direction, mine feel more like pigeons.
You LINKed me!!! I feel famous all of a sudden! ;)
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