The Daily Letterhttp://www.thedailyletter.comto the nameless faces we encounteren-USTue, 12 Mar 2013 21:41:58 PDThourly1TheDailyLetterhttp://feedburner.google.comSubscribe with My Yahoo!Subscribe with NewsGatorSubscribe with My AOLSubscribe with BloglinesSubscribe with NetvibesSubscribe with GoogleSubscribe with PageflakesSubscribe with PlusmoSubscribe with The Free DictionarySubscribe with Bitty BrowserSubscribe with Live.comSubscribe with Excite MIXSubscribe with WebwagSubscribe with Podcast ReadySubscribe with WikioSubscribe with Daily RotationTO MY DEAR FUTURE HUSBANDhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/SQKyPqV5-Rc/LovehusbandTue, 12 Mar 2013 21:41:57 PDThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/to-my-dear-future-husband/ Babe,
Part of today I really missed Kevin; more than I expected. And I was prideful because I think I should be “over” it by now.. whatever that means. None of my strength is depended on me and I need to remind myself that. I’m a weak vessel totally depended on Christ. I pray Christ will continue to heal me and remind me that he pursues me everyday, to remind me that I did the right thing in honoring Christ and you by ending things with that boy; to remind me that my ultimate desire in marriage is to marry a man who loves Jesus more than he could ever love a wife. To remind me that he has my heart, that he sees my hurt, and will remind me that he has paid my ransom. To remind me that I;m not this super human who has achieves proverbs 31 status yet. I need him to remind me that there is still so much work for me to do as a single; a different kind of work than if I was married serving you as your wife and mother of our sweet babies. I need to be constantly gospaled everyday because I forget the gospel everyday as flawed sinner. I need him to remind me that even if I never get married, Christ is more than enough and better than any human man would ever be to me. I need for him to remind me not to compare myself to my friends who are my age and married. I need him to remind me to settle, not to be discontent, and to run after him with passion. I need him to remind me of resting in where he has placed me. I need him to remind me that he will give me such a peace when you come into my life darling husband and that I won’t have to question if you are pursuing me or what your intentions are for our relationship. I love you so much already now. Take care.

Today’s letter was written by Name: Kristin
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]]>Babe, Part of today I really missed Kevin; more than I expected. And I was prideful because I think I should be “over” it by now.. whatever that means. None of my strength is depended on me and I need to remind myself that. I’m a weak vessel totally depended on Christ. I pray Christ will continue to heal me and remind me that he pursues me everyday, to remind me that I did the right thing in honoring Christ and you by ending things with that boy; to remind me that my ultimate desire in marriage is to marry a man who loves Jesus more than he could ever love a wife. To remind me that he has my heart, that he sees my hurt, and will remind me that he has paid my ransom. To remind me that I;m not this super human who has achieves proverbs 31 status yet. I need him to remind me that there is still so much work for me to do as a single; a different kind of work than if I was married serving you as your wife and mother of our sweet babies. I need to be constantly gospaled everyday because I forget the gospel everyday as flawed sinner. I need him to remind me that even if I never get married, Christ is more than enough and better than any human man would ever be to me. I need for him to remind me not to compare myself to my friends who are my age and married. I need him to remind me to settle, not to be discontent, and to run after him with passion. I need him to remind me of resting in where he has placed me. I need him to remind me that he will [...]http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/to-my-dear-future-husband/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/to-my-dear-future-husband/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=to-my-dear-future-husbandFutureWifehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/Jrb-6bOuwHc/Love#Marriage #Wedding #FutureWife #Criteria #FutureHusband ---Christos ZikosTue, 05 Mar 2013 12:54:23 PSThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/futurewife/ Before you are trying to attract me make Sure: (Future Wife)

1.You have no Austrian and German Ancestors. (All countries where
German is spoken Austria, Germany, Switzerland, Lichtenstein aso. )

2.Neither Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, Turkish, Persian, Arabian, Hungarian,
Czech, Slovakian, Bulgarian, Russian, Albanian, Romanian, Yugoslavian
(All Balkan: Serbian, Bosnian, Croatian, Slovenian). Incl. Finland, Japanese,
(Axis countries WW2).

3.You are neither Greek.

4.You are tall, have black hair and about 5.6ft to 5.8ft.
5.You have no tattoos and piercings, taking no drugs,
or any medication.

6.You are selfconfident and you have goals in your life.
7.You are not hanging around with friends and partying.

8.You have to be kind of conservative and not a socialist,
feminist, lesbian and pervert.

9.You are not religious (I dont want to marry in church).

10.You have good manners and behavior.
11.You came from a good social environment and layer.
12.You love children and your intention is to marry me.
13.You have been never married, and you have no children.
14.You have no pats and you hate pats.

15.You are an not only an US citizen and live in the USA, but although live in
the, US City, I want to live the rest of my Life. (Ask me)
16.You are at about my age, Iam 33 and born Oct,25,1979

aso. aso. (Criteria I havent mentioned and are non of your business)

These are some of my criteria, and iam 33 years old, so your pictures would not
attract me, if you dont match these basic criteria. My intention, and what iam searching
for is my future wife, where there will be no Sex before marriage.

This is a reason why, no woman will have a chance and after my wedding to attract
me so that i betray my Wife. SHE WILL BE A PROUD MOTHER OF OUR
CHILDREN, A PROUD WIFE AND LOVER.


About Me:

Look iam a 33 years old, have brown short hair and brown eyes.
Iam pretty, attractive and 6.1ft tall.
A man who knows exactly what he wants in his life.
Love, and love at the first sight doesnt count for me.
(Real love comes after many many years with the one you match).
So iam not a teenager, neither a faggot Austrian who does not have any idea about
life and what life is about. Iam a Greek,………., and Greek men are different (doesnt
mean that all Greeks are all the same, but…), and you are talking to
Me personally, so i do the same.


Future Husband
Christos Zikos

Today’s letter was written by Name: Christos Zikos
Twitter: @ChristosZikos
Blog: https://twitter.com/ChristosZikos
Written From: LapTop
]]>Before you are trying to attract me make Sure: (Future Wife) 1.You have no Austrian and German Ancestors. (All countries where German is spoken Austria, Germany, Switzerland, Lichtenstein aso. ) 2.Neither Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, Turkish, Persian, Arabian, Hungarian, Czech, Slovakian, Bulgarian, Russian, Albanian, Romanian, Yugoslavian (All Balkan: Serbian, Bosnian, Croatian, Slovenian). Incl. Finland, Japanese, (Axis countries WW2). 3.You are neither Greek. 4.You are tall, have black hair and about 5.6ft to 5.8ft. 5.You have no tattoos and piercings, taking no drugs, or any medication. 6.You are selfconfident and you have goals in your life. 7.You are not hanging around with friends and partying. 8.You have to be kind of conservative and not a socialist, feminist, lesbian and pervert. 9.You are not religious (I dont want to marry in church). 10.You have good manners and behavior. 11.You came from a good social environment and layer. 12.You love children and your intention is to marry me. 13.You have been never married, and you have no children. 14.You have no pats and you hate pats. 15.You are an not only an US citizen and live in the USA, but although live in the, US City, I want to live the rest of my Life. (Ask me) 16.You are at about my age, Iam 33 and born Oct,25,1979 aso. aso. (Criteria I havent mentioned and are non of your business) These are some of my criteria, and iam 33 years old, so your pictures would not attract me, if you dont match these basic criteria. My intention, and what iam searching for is my future wife, where there will be no Sex before marriage. This is a reason why, no woman will have a chance and after my wedding to attract me so that i betray my Wife. SHE WILL BE A PROUD MOTHER [...]http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/futurewife/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/futurewife/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=futurewifeDear Incest Survivorhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/_I7UBRsc8qQ/DecisionsabuseforgivenesshealingincestSat, 02 Mar 2013 12:49:38 PSThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/dear-incest-survivor/ I can’t pretend to know what you are feeling, because each person’s pain is individual. But I survived incest. My father abused me from the age of eight until I was fifteen. My mom knew what was going on, but did nothing except keep notebooks detailing each visit. Each morning she would say, “I heard him in your room last night, tell me what he did.” I quit telling her everything when I realized she only used it to get sympathy from her friends.

I tried many coping strategies. I thought suicide would be a way out. If things got too bad, I’d off myself. I tried living in a fantasy world, drugs, and as a young adult other actions that were self-destructive. None of these worked.

I blamed myself. Tried to find excuses for them. Anything to take away the hurt of what was stolen from me, my innocence.

Years after they died, I still harbored hate and anger at their actions. Sad thing was, they were dead and the only one the hate and anger hurt was me. Finally I realized that I needed to forgive them, but that didn’t seem right. How could I give them a free pass for all the hurt they caused me?

Truth is, forgiveness is a very selfish act. It is never for the forgiven and it has nothing to do with absolving a person from their guilt. The guilty one will answer to God. What forgiveness did for me was lifting a weight of oppression from me. I no longer carried my dead parents around in my mind. Why was I giving them a place in my life? No, I didn’t forgive and forget. The memories are there, the actions are there, but forgiveness helped me to let go and not have the emotions tear me apart.

Forgiveness was the first step to healing. I am praying that you find freedom from the hurts of your past.

Today’s letter was written by Name: HEATHER
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Written From: NEW YORK
]]>I can’t pretend to know what you are feeling, because each person’s pain is individual. But I survived incest. My father abused me from the age of eight until I was fifteen. My mom knew what was going on, but did nothing except keep notebooks detailing each visit. Each morning she would say, “I heard him in your room last night, tell me what he did.” I quit telling her everything when I realized she only used it to get sympathy from her friends. I tried many coping strategies. I thought suicide would be a way out. If things got too bad, I’d off myself. I tried living in a fantasy world, drugs, and as a young adult other actions that were self-destructive. None of these worked. I blamed myself. Tried to find excuses for them. Anything to take away the hurt of what was stolen from me, my innocence. Years after they died, I still harbored hate and anger at their actions. Sad thing was, they were dead and the only one the hate and anger hurt was me. Finally I realized that I needed to forgive them, but that didn’t seem right. How could I give them a free pass for all the hurt they caused me? Truth is, forgiveness is a very selfish act. It is never for the forgiven and it has nothing to do with absolving a person from their guilt. The guilty one will answer to God. What forgiveness did for me was lifting a weight of oppression from me. I no longer carried my dead parents around in my mind. Why was I giving them a place in my life? No, I didn’t forgive and forget. The memories are there, the actions are there, but forgiveness helped me to let go and not [...]http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/dear-incest-survivor/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/03/dear-incest-survivor/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=dear-incest-survivorDear Former Acquiantance,http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/c_qCw7i7pMQ/LoveDaveSat, 09 Feb 2013 20:17:43 PSThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/dear-former-acquiantance/ Maybe one day I will see you in a different light. Maybe one day you will see me as such too. Maybe one day we’ll just get each other better. Maybe we’ll listen better. Maybe we’ll care more deeply. In the mean time, may you be that person for the others in your life. May you listen well and care deeply. And may I too grow in that regard. I’d be a foul to suggest your presence doesn’t make my heart skip a beat. I’d be a foul to say your words don’t make my heart flip. I’d be a foul to say I can converse without butterflies. You to me are the unknown. The unexpected. We are new to this story. Cast as the lead characters, may we find our way individually of each other. And if that brings us together or leads us apart, may we at least grow as people. May we not snuff each others passions or stop listening or stop caring because we are not together. May we not give the wrong impressions. May we keep our distance. May we not care about each others choices as were not together. But, dear friend — promise me this: you will love her, when you meet her, more then you ever could have me. Know this is for the better, though it breaks my heart to say it so, it is true. We know this. We cant talk like we use you. We don’t care as we did. And we don’t listen. But promise me this: you will be perfect for her, wherever she is, she deserves all of you.

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous
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Written From: North America
]]>Maybe one day I will see you in a different light. Maybe one day you will see me as such too. Maybe one day we’ll just get each other better. Maybe we’ll listen better. Maybe we’ll care more deeply. In the mean time, may you be that person for the others in your life. May you listen well and care deeply. And may I too grow in that regard. I’d be a foul to suggest your presence doesn’t make my heart skip a beat. I’d be a foul to say your words don’t make my heart flip. I’d be a foul to say I can converse without butterflies. You to me are the unknown. The unexpected. We are new to this story. Cast as the lead characters, may we find our way individually of each other. And if that brings us together or leads us apart, may we at least grow as people. May we not snuff each others passions or stop listening or stop caring because we are not together. May we not give the wrong impressions. May we keep our distance. May we not care about each others choices as were not together. But, dear friend — promise me this: you will love her, when you meet her, more then you ever could have me. Know this is for the better, though it breaks my heart to say it so, it is true. We know this. We cant talk like we use you. We don’t care as we did. And we don’t listen. But promise me this: you will be perfect for her, wherever she is, she deserves all of you. Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: North Americahttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/dear-former-acquiantance/feed/1http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/dear-former-acquiantance/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=dear-former-acquiantancecaptivatedhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/G09qmZ2I7B0/Lovebroken engagementengagmentfriendsherweddingMon, 04 Feb 2013 14:08:44 PSThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/captivated/ Dearest Friend,

Stop pretending like I did not know. I knew before you did that we had something special. The way you looked at me made me feel like a glowing angel. The soft subtle of your cheek never got old. Your words captivated my heart. Your eyes had me lost in another universe, where all else around us froze as if it was just the two of us in a room. Your care for humanity and humility renewed my faith in your type. You had me at awe. My whole family was excited for our wedding day. But you broke my heart. And my dreams came crashing down. I fell off the high that our love gave me and deep into the pits of despair. You don’t know you broke my heart the way you did. But let me tell you know: you did. Sleepless nights. Tear striken eyes. And when I saw you again, and *she* was by your side I knew why the idea of us could never work. Her evil eyes and careless words. Like she was pretending it was all fine. I gave the ring back. But I’m still healing. Wounds like these are deep. You say we can be friends, I’m not so sure. I know I could never be friends with your new bff, so perhaps not. But hey, at least we realized before the alter that this was not meant to be instead of breaking up our family or being miserable our whole lives. And so it is with a brave face, my dearest friend, that I let you go. May you and her have a blessed life together. Just don’t come running back to me. Stay far away from my heart.
Sincerely,
Your Ex-Fiancee

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous
Twitter:
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Written From: North america
]]>Dearest Friend, Stop pretending like I did not know. I knew before you did that we had something special. The way you looked at me made me feel like a glowing angel. The soft subtle of your cheek never got old. Your words captivated my heart. Your eyes had me lost in another universe, where all else around us froze as if it was just the two of us in a room. Your care for humanity and humility renewed my faith in your type. You had me at awe. My whole family was excited for our wedding day. But you broke my heart. And my dreams came crashing down. I fell off the high that our love gave me and deep into the pits of despair. You don’t know you broke my heart the way you did. But let me tell you know: you did. Sleepless nights. Tear striken eyes. And when I saw you again, and *she* was by your side I knew why the idea of us could never work. Her evil eyes and careless words. Like she was pretending it was all fine. I gave the ring back. But I’m still healing. Wounds like these are deep. You say we can be friends, I’m not so sure. I know I could never be friends with your new bff, so perhaps not. But hey, at least we realized before the alter that this was not meant to be instead of breaking up our family or being miserable our whole lives. And so it is with a brave face, my dearest friend, that I let you go. May you and her have a blessed life together. Just don’t come running back to me. Stay far away from my heart. Sincerely, Your Ex-Fiancee Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: [...]http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/captivated/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/captivated/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=captivatedAn Open Letter to my Future Hubbyhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/NyW1qWN8me4/LoveMon, 04 Feb 2013 13:49:32 PSThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/an-open-letter-to-my-future-hubby/ Hey You,

It’s me. I hope that you are doing well. Please know that I pray and think of you often. I wonder where you are, what you are doing, and how God is using you.

I am so excited to one day share a home together., to work together as team to serve our Heavenly Father, to cook to together, to take long walks together, to whisper sweet nothings and oh so much more. I cant wait to learn from you and to be challenged by you. To see Christ continue to use you. I cant wait for you to be the head of our house.

And before that, for you to pursue my heart. I eagerly anticipate meeting you! (perhaps I already have but we just dont know it yet?)

Praying for you, With All my Love,
Yours

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous
Twitter:
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Written From: Canada
]]>Hey You, It’s me. I hope that you are doing well. Please know that I pray and think of you often. I wonder where you are, what you are doing, and how God is using you. I am so excited to one day share a home together., to work together as team to serve our Heavenly Father, to cook to together, to take long walks together, to whisper sweet nothings and oh so much more. I cant wait to learn from you and to be challenged by you. To see Christ continue to use you. I cant wait for you to be the head of our house. And before that, for you to pursue my heart. I eagerly anticipate meeting you! (perhaps I already have but we just dont know it yet?) Praying for you, With All my Love, Yours Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: Canadahttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/an-open-letter-to-my-future-hubby/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2013/02/an-open-letter-to-my-future-hubby/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=an-open-letter-to-my-future-hubbyTo the parents out therehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/Dy2Weq4erpY/LifeDecisionsparentspassionssupportSun, 14 Oct 2012 00:01:14 PDThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/10/to-the-parents-out-there/ Dear Parents,

Take a good look at your child. Not the kind where you only look at the surface, but the kind where you know what’s bubbling underneath the exterior. What do you see?

There is a reason why we fight so hard about what we want. We won’t pester you much about superficial things but you’ll know when something is important to us. Trust me, you’ll see right away.

DON’T ignore what we have to say. TAKE into consideration our wishes. PLEASE don’t crush our dreams but not supporting us. Truth is, we’ll do it without your blessing and there will be this great barrier between us. We love you and we know that what you want for us will never be wrong. But there are some things that we are passionate about and they define us as a person. Don’t kill our person.

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous
Twitter:
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Written From: 3rd World Country
]]>Dear Parents, Take a good look at your child. Not the kind where you only look at the surface, but the kind where you know what’s bubbling underneath the exterior. What do you see? There is a reason why we fight so hard about what we want. We won’t pester you much about superficial things but you’ll know when something is important to us. Trust me, you’ll see right away. DON’T ignore what we have to say. TAKE into consideration our wishes. PLEASE don’t crush our dreams but not supporting us. Truth is, we’ll do it without your blessing and there will be this great barrier between us. We love you and we know that what you want for us will never be wrong. But there are some things that we are passionate about and they define us as a person. Don’t kill our person. Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: 3rd World Countryhttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/10/to-the-parents-out-there/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/10/to-the-parents-out-there/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=to-the-parents-out-thereTo the men of the worldhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/vqaEyX5F4wY/Actionseye contactmenPurityRespectwomenMon, 03 Sep 2012 18:43:23 PDThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/09/03/to-the-men-of-the-world/ Dear Men of Planet Earth,

I’m sympathetic, slightly. I don’t understand the appeal, but I know that for some reason, God created you to be attracted a certain way, and He created women to appeal to that attraction. Here’s the thing: When we’re having a conversation, I (as a woman) am looking at your eyes. I SEE you. I see your eyes dart away from mine. I SEE YOU. Do you get that? When you’re walking past me in a hallway, and we make eye contact, and then your eyes dart down, I SEE YOU. We all see you. I’d love to say that it’s flattering, but when your wife is standing a few feet away, or happens to be one of my friends . . . it’s sick, and it’s awkward. So you think boobs are cool. Awesome. I’m not a guy (or a lesbian), so I totally don’t get it. But I know that they’re private, and that these girls aren’t yours. So do the women of the world a favor and work on your eye contact, and remember, WE SEE YOU. EVERY. TIME.

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous
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Written From: Hot hot heat, TX
]]>Dear Men of Planet Earth, I’m sympathetic, slightly. I don’t understand the appeal, but I know that for some reason, God created you to be attracted a certain way, and He created women to appeal to that attraction. Here’s the thing: When we’re having a conversation, I (as a woman) am looking at your eyes. I SEE you. I see your eyes dart away from mine. I SEE YOU. Do you get that? When you’re walking past me in a hallway, and we make eye contact, and then your eyes dart down, I SEE YOU. We all see you. I’d love to say that it’s flattering, but when your wife is standing a few feet away, or happens to be one of my friends . . . it’s sick, and it’s awkward. So you think boobs are cool. Awesome. I’m not a guy (or a lesbian), so I totally don’t get it. But I know that they’re private, and that these girls aren’t yours. So do the women of the world a favor and work on your eye contact, and remember, WE SEE YOU. EVERY. TIME. Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: Hot hot heat, TXhttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/09/to-the-men-of-the-world/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/09/to-the-men-of-the-world/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=to-the-men-of-the-worldLetter TO JAILhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/7mpVmwmZob4/UncategorizedgloryGodhumbleJAIL LETTERLovepeacePOWERprisonRespectSEEKspiritualWed, 29 Aug 2012 19:48:44 PDThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/08/29/letter-to-jail/ I just read your letter, and I wanted to write back write away. I know we are not blood, but we are all created by the same god and I love you brother. I wish you nothing but the best and I will keep you in my prayers so that God can save you and shine his light down on you every single day may you receive his blessing, I pray for god to enlighten you and show you the way to his glory, I pray for god to be your guide through the valley of the shadow of death,, he will save you from its darkness. I BEG YOU FATHER TO TOUCH MY BROTHERS HEART AND GIVE HIM YOUR LOVE! please father I pray that my brothers soul be in your hands and that can save him and bring him home to his family. Please bring him god. I ask you to manifest your power in his heart and bring my brother home to his family a man of peace, a man of love, a man of respect and most importantly a man of God. I pray for you my brother so that you can come home and live with your family and live in peace. I hope God can teach you to be humble and fill your heart with faith, BECAUSE ONLY GOD, my brother ONLY HE can save you! Come back home to your family but don’t forget that GOD CREATED US BOTH and that he saves us EVERY SINGLE DAY GOD SAVES US! and we have to thank him because he loves us and his love for us is what keeps us alive.

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous
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Written From: San Diego, CA
]]>I just read your letter, and I wanted to write back write away. I know we are not blood, but we are all created by the same god and I love you brother. I wish you nothing but the best and I will keep you in my prayers so that God can save you and shine his light down on you every single day may you receive his blessing, I pray for god to enlighten you and show you the way to his glory, I pray for god to be your guide through the valley of the shadow of death,, he will save you from its darkness. I BEG YOU FATHER TO TOUCH MY BROTHERS HEART AND GIVE HIM YOUR LOVE! please father I pray that my brothers soul be in your hands and that can save him and bring him home to his family. Please bring him god. I ask you to manifest your power in his heart and bring my brother home to his family a man of peace, a man of love, a man of respect and most importantly a man of God. I pray for you my brother so that you can come home and live with your family and live in peace. I hope God can teach you to be humble and fill your heart with faith, BECAUSE ONLY GOD, my brother ONLY HE can save you! Come back home to your family but don’t forget that GOD CREATED US BOTH and that he saves us EVERY SINGLE DAY GOD SAVES US! and we have to thank him because he loves us and his love for us is what keeps us alive. Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: San Diego, CAhttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/08/letter-to-jail/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/08/letter-to-jail/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=letter-to-jailFrom Loud to quiethttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheDailyLetter/~3/kc3kddXLtMc/UncategorizedbirdsenlighteninggoodInspirationlightLovepeacepositiveshinesingsunsunshineWed, 29 Aug 2012 18:44:48 PDThttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/08/29/from-loud-to-quiet/ I don’t consider myself ANYONE. I don’t even know if I have the right or if I should even consider telling you this. BUT i will. because it helped me. I started to analyze and really pay attention to my train of thought. and I began to identify which thoughts made me feel good and which thoughts made me feel bad. I noticed that the bad thoughts began in the morning most of the time there would be loud cursing, and my entire rest of the day went down the toilet. It was not easy, but I told myself i was going to stop processing bad thoughts. Instead of cursing myself every morning, I decided to notice how quiet and peaceful my life can be if I subtract all the negativity. I started by noticing how the birds sing and sun shines every morning. and I still dont got it down perfect, every now and then I find myself right back in step 1 all over again, but everyday is another chance for me to try and that is all we can do in this life.

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous
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Written From: san diego, ca
]]>I don’t consider myself ANYONE. I don’t even know if I have the right or if I should even consider telling you this. BUT i will. because it helped me. I started to analyze and really pay attention to my train of thought. and I began to identify which thoughts made me feel good and which thoughts made me feel bad. I noticed that the bad thoughts began in the morning most of the time there would be loud cursing, and my entire rest of the day went down the toilet. It was not easy, but I told myself i was going to stop processing bad thoughts. Instead of cursing myself every morning, I decided to notice how quiet and peaceful my life can be if I subtract all the negativity. I started by noticing how the birds sing and sun shines every morning. and I still dont got it down perfect, every now and then I find myself right back in step 1 all over again, but everyday is another chance for me to try and that is all we can do in this life. Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: san diego, cahttp://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/08/from-loud-to-quiet/feed/0http://www.thedailyletter.com/2012/08/from-loud-to-quiet/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=from-loud-to-quiet