“The nice thing about you is that I don't
worry, I just choose to believe.” With
these words I turn the handle on the door of a sanctum I’m certain I’ve never entered before, one I know I’ll never leave.
It can feel like
we look for faith in our darkest moments, distraught when she can’t reveal herself. Yet, I wonder if faith doesn’t appear most powerfully in our brightest moments, when
confidence abounds.
What if we were truly
able to surrender, to look at everything in life through the lens of faith? Imagine
the burgeoning blaze.
when he was young he loved a girl ,almost two years while she loved him ! life in the fast lane she lost trust he lost her .she wished him to a flood gate of girls . she turn to a boy he would of picked for her if had a choose ... let me think about more of the life .ok?
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