[SuthrnSftblGrl]

I'm a Pentecostal Christian and there ain't nobody on this earth who loves me like God does, nobody has been good to me like He has, nobody is like Him, nothing can take the peace I feel when I'm in His presence. Nobody can tell me He isn't real. He's the reason I wake up in the morning. He's the reason I have everything I have. When I mess up my parents chastise me, but when I fall from the right hand of God, He catches me with His left. He's brought me through every storm. His grace is sufficient.

There is nothing in this world like God's spirit coming down and touching me. It means everything to me. When I go to sleep I know He's covering me and when I wake up I know it's only because of Him. I'll never be where I want to be with God, I always want more. The need to help, teach, understand, and love people overpowers me. I'll stand up for God if I have to die doing so.