I don't want to be shaped into what God wants. I want to throw pots. I don't want to be made into a pot. Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. Isaiah 64:8 I want to be angry. I don't want to be molded into a woman who always has …
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You would be so pretty if…
We had the same name. Your mother named you Pamela. My mother named me Pamela. You wanted to be called Pam. I wanted to be called Pamela. You never remembered. I did. You use to be a model. I use to photograph models. You wore make-up, foundation, eyeliner, eyeshadow, mascara and lipstick. I wore …
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Every morning I eat an orange. I cut my orange in half and then I cut each half into nine pieces. Today there were 18 pieces of orange on my plate. My husband came into the kitchen and asked if he could have a piece of my orange. "May I have a piece of your orange?" "Yeah, sure." I always …
