His peace be with you

Making sure I walk in my Lord's will .

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Sometimes , I just want to comfort Lord, soothe the wounds my sins caused him, to touch his wounds and cry holding the feet pierced by nails and ask forgiveness for the pain I caused him.

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Everytime I see myself broken , I see a picture of my Lord Jesus mending a broken vase.

The vase is being fixed, with its cracks visible, mended by gold.

Each piece of us broken is being fixed by God. Let his grace and Love for lead us to an irreplaceable peace and fill us with his love.

Amen

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Don't we all carry a stigmata in our hearts, wounded by people and situations around us, but at the end of the day, this wound is what brings us closer to Lord Jesus Christ.

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It took time for me to realise that I was getting isolated and felt lonliness so much, that even though I was with a crowd of people, I felt so out of place, so alone.. Started praying out of desperation of being so lonely,

I remember asking God , why this is happening to me- crying while reciting psalm 6 and 31. There are times I have asked him If he just collects tears and stores them. In spite of all these , he made sure that I know that he is the only one for me.

If any one of you struggles with feeling unloved,

Just know that Lord never leaves you nor forsakes you, even though people would.

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How did I find God, or rather

How did God find me?

All I realize was his is presence is like a light in a room not illuminated by light, but making sure I am made known his presence.

The smaller things that make me aware that he is present in the tiniest of details that most of us overlook

His presence made known to me when I am overflowing with sadness, just through words, in ways I cannot comprehend .

And , through

His word.

For he is the word. And the word is with him.

John 1:1 NRSV

[1] In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

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A long but short vague paragraph:

How did I go back to my Lord,

It took me 10 + years, fell back from grace, into -his gracious hand.If there is someone asking me how are you so sure, about it being the Lord with you, I have my answer-

A profoundable peace,

-No human being has ever given me that kind of peace.Even though I sought peace along wrong places, my Lord Jesus never left me. When I fell into the pit, he was with me .

When I was too tired to get out of the pit, he pulled me up, and led me to the right way

When I slipped down due to exhaustion, he held me carefully- like a fragile thing.

And now, I'm holding onto the hem of his robe, while he is holding my hand - like a lost child searching for a way back home.

And he is my Home, my Home was never on earth.

Maybe I am vague with words, I have found my way- that is through his way and word.

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What do I think of loneliness?

Knowing I'd be alone and so sure about it, because it's always the same as usual. Not expecting too much from people because they are a fucking disappointment, because changing lanes are easier for them than turning back to you

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All of the work, that i did wholeheartedly would be listening to others talk wherein I never had anyone to talk to

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If you ask me, "how lonely are you?"

I'd answer " an empty funeral "

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Dreams are like the stars.

They shine so bright;

Like an exquisite piece of work

The moment I am closer,

To this shining star,

They feel so far, my presence feels unworthy.

Of receiving this gift.

Uncomfortably numb, do I feel.

My mind's like a stream now, with the illusion of this star.

Falling one by one, into this stream

Creating ripples wherever they plunge to

And drown within the

Deepest crevices of my mind

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♡

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I guess it's too dangerous to be self-aware, the world around just feels too unfair .It's becoming unbearable

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And they do dream of the beautiful skies and clouds

Whilst the strings of their heart are breaking

One by one;

It ain't a heartbreak on love,

As it looks so to the folks they adore

The fear of the unknown expanse of the universe,

The universe hidden inside their heart, controlled by

The overwhelming possibilities of an untold tale

Written ahead of time, or the so called 'fate', is what

Trims down the strings

One by one.

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I guess it's heartbreaking to know that there's no one close to you when there are no calls or texts at 12 am on your birthday.

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Something just like this

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When I look into your eyes

There's nothing there to see

Nothing but my own mistakes

Staring back at me

- P5hng Me A*wy, LINKIN PARK

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Every time I see tissues

I remember blood getting wiped of from my wrists,

It did sting, yet the pain of getting hurt again and again subdued for a while..