This is it. I’m going to die.” With my eyes squeezed tightly and my hands gripping the wheel, I braced my body for impact and repeated that one refrain over and over in my mind. “I’m going to die.” The sickening crunch of metal followed by an explosion that rang like a gunshot muted my screams and as the van spun around and around I waited to feel the final sting of death.
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Change My Heart
Almost 5 years ago I woke up with a song on my lips. I couldn’t stop singing it. I heard the words in my mind all day until I was compelled to sit and journal. Change my heart oh God, make it ever true, Change my heart oh God, may I be like you… Copyright: Eddie Espinosa, 1982 Mercy/Vineyard Publishing…
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