The love hurdle I overcame
I don't discount anything that me and Peter shared. Peter was my first love and we were an epic fairytale event, and I know if we stayed together I would be torn in my happiness.... More »
I don't discount anything that me and Peter shared. Peter was my first love and we were an epic fairytale event, and I know if we stayed together I would be torn in my happiness.... More »
Happiness is what I'm feeling right now. I don't quite know how to describe it, perhaps it's because words don't do it justice, perhaps it's much more of a warm all enveloping feelings that my... More »
A convictions. A set of core beliefs and values. And not just knowledge but faith. Not just a testimony but a conversion. I don't want to just believe, I want to believe enough that I... More »
I hate being this girl. I hate being the overly paranoid, prone to jealous boughs of tears type of girlfriend. And just for the record, I'm barely this girl, despite the numerous boys that I've... More »
Sometimes I find myself really sick of the natural man within myself. The natural tendency to gravitate towards to common vices that plague human kind, vices such as lust, greed, overwhelming unhealthy passions, apathy, sloth,... More »
Loving someone. I would and could never regret loving someone. And the only boy that I've ever love taught me that. He might not be perfect on paper, in fact, many people from my faith... More »
I've forgotten what it feels like to know that I'm on the right path spiritually, to grow from one of life's trials. Lately, I've forgotten what it feels to have that inner peace and quiet... More »
Only if I could be with my love ones forever. I personally believe that all of us are entittled and given immortality, and that we'll live on forever after death. But I also personally believe... More »
The most peculiar thing that I heard this morning while at church was that someone actually made a graph illustrating the difference between God's love for him and his own attempt to do what's right... More »
Freak out. I have to be honest, that's my natural intial reaction. However, that isn't the dominant or persistant reaction after the intial shock. After the freaking out, I pray. I pray to remembering the... More »