tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334363.post4174377830698831253..comments2023-03-28T05:33:47.696-04:00Comments on Change Addicts: Here's to the ones...Ken Hendrixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08202158803151800467noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334363.post-72296404582612756902007-04-04T04:39:00.000-04:002007-04-04T04:39:00.000-04:00Its seems as though I remember it and as I read th...Its seems as though I remember it and as I read the lines I remember feeling hope. I have never been an ordinary or average person, I remember crying to my mom and asking why do I have to be so different, why do I have to be so weird and sometimes I still find myself asking the same questions. As I read those lines and here the words once again in my mind, I do not have tears or great emotion, but as you said I know there is something great that is just at fingers reach and I see myself and the church on the brink of a new day.<BR/> And the hope turns into a knowing.<BR/>A knowing that the difference or the weirdness is for something great.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com