It sucks to realise that I'm not superman. Im not invincible. I cant get hurt and not bleed.
Alas, its difficult to admit that I'm vunerable. The year of victory was not as victorious. The year of sabbath. Well, lets just say I'm more worn out than resting in God.
The final result is going to be released tomorrow, at 12am. To be point blank honest, I'm afraid. Of the results, of my future. Of whether God is going to bless me.
I used to think that friends last forever, but nobody can be there for you always, they are bound to disappoint you someday.
Subtely, I envy the non believers, I'm disappointed in God for all the blessings that I did not receive. Pastor Melvyn spoke what's deep in my heart. Yet this hardened heart refused to let the love of God seep in.
So what can I say?
What could I do?
But offer this heart, O God,
Completely, to You
Monday, March 17, 2008
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