Life is a constant battle. Every one tastes tribulations . For some the struggles are easier than others. Our lives are not perfect as perfect can not describe such complex beings: our feelings, our characters are all qualities that no other specie obtains. Our purpose comes from God; to love, to serve and to trust. So many times we find our selves in a daze of panic and confusion. We fail to trust but how can we not trust a God that created mountains, rain and oceans? May we all be strong enough to move past our struggles. May we all have the chance of happiness. As for a world as bleak as ours, happiness is the purest of dreams.
