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Im Evee and I'm candid. Random things are my thing. I like lovely posts and I am extremely expressive. I am very deep but that can be said in a more than shallow way. I love all things talented. I say what I feel and I mean what I say. The most important moral for me is honesty. I have no time for haters and although you may hate the things I write, I swear, I mean no harm to you. I may be afraid of things but I'm definitely not afraid of you.





Thursday, December 16, 2010 4:01 PM
On the third day of Christmas.

Before I talk MORE about Christmas, I would like to further WHAT exactly Christmas is to ME.

It is about JESUS.

Who is Jesus? He was born on Christmas (and although people have argued on the exact date of his birth, it stands the same.). His legacy and amazingness must be celebrated.Whether or not you believe it, It's pretty much TRUE. It in life's truest form, Jesus came to save us.

Let's all agree that we know why Jesus even came here. He loved us. He wanted to save us. HE LOVES us. He WANTS to save us. And everybody in the world. And all the people in the world. Think about it, he loves EVERYONE. That's not humanly possible. I know it should be, but it's hard. For God, he loves you regardless of anything. Although you disappoint him too, (I do too...) he doesn't give up on you.

Love is the reason he came. Love is the reason we celebrate. Love is the reason we're saved. It's the reason he saves.

Hence what I believe we're celebrating.