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Happy anniversary foolish heart. 😂
“But then it passed, as all things do.”
— Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed (via the-book-diaries)
You keep on appearing in my dreams like it's your home. Today, I got tired.
Today might be just another mundane friday for most of the people here. But not to me. For my heart was overwhelmed by the things I don't deserve. Thank you Lord for being the best. Bring me to the greater purpose of this blessing. I know there's so much more in it. More than for myself.
The wonders in simplicity.
I fell short in faith again. I failed in becoming a better person than my old self. I fell and failed because I gave in to my selfish desire and earthly delight. I gave in to my weakness. I was not willing to give up comfort.
And it hurts. To ask the Lord to stay and hold my heart still. To take me still after intentionally falling short and failing in my faith just because I was not willing to let go of my comfort.
My guilt sung me to sleep. God's goodness woke me up. He is so good that it hurts. It hurts. To realize how could I repeatedly not choose God over my comfort when He always choose to show how He loves me still. How His love works. Perfectly.
The more my realizations try to drown me, God's truth is stronger. Enough to heal the hurt of my faith.
There might be a lot more of these. The challenges of faith. Revelations of how weak and poor my heart can be. But what can I do? No matter how guilt hurts, I will still ask for the Lord. I will still be led to the Rock, higher and whose love is more stubborn than I.
If only I was brave enough to say no to say yes to things of greater purpose. Because in order to pursue what is better, sometimes you have to give up what you think good and feel good. Greater purpose costs you some comfort.
I cancel all you unnecessary emotions. Don't underestimate me.
Love of my life, you’ve hurt me.
So I've been trying to remember the song I heard last saturday that brought me into tears and I can't just figure it out for the past few days. I tumblred and yeah, this is it. Love of my life,..
“An upgrade isn’t someone who looks better than your last. An upgrade is someone who treats, appreciates, and values you more than your last.”
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One year ago, I gave romance a shot for the first time and I became less of the better person I wanted to become.
These past days, I was so inconsistent dealing with life. There were times that whenever I turn to God and pray, I felt so undeserved I could not even start. I fought for my daily devotional even though at the back of my head I knew I would not be able to do it with a complete heart. There were times I was so hopeful; encouraged by God's perfect promises. I took so many directions. I chased things I was not sure of. There were so many going on in my head. I was messed up. I wanted to tell people. Then I don't. I told God instead. In a most FC way. And amazing. Just amazing. How God revealed to me the things He wanted me to learn through my circumstances. And then I let life to be hard. And it started to soften. One moment at a time.
Back here.
Ang late na ng couple shirt natin beb. 😂
When he said he was not ready yet, he was not really ready for you. One can never be ready for a wrong person. Sad but it was how he thought you were. You were his wrong person.