sometimes i wish i were like the typical sad story of someone who had been hurt so many times that they don't feel anymore and they put a wall up. but i am not. i'm the exact opposite. which seems like the wrong strategy. i feel everything more. i am more sensitive the more i am hurt. people's words hurt me more. their eyes and whispers and betrayal get to me deeper. maybe it's. excuse i'm getting weaker. but one can only stay strong for so long. especially not on her own. but that's okay it really is. because there will come another day when my strength will not only be renewed, but guided. so that i may heal in the right way, and my heart will soon be able to bare much more. not that i would like to, however. simply because it is what i need. many times we will be tested with trials and moral questions. but life is full of these. and just when we are becoming too soft, and oh so sensitive to what hurts us, we will find new strength. in the hands of the God above us. responsible for it all.
"after you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace, the one who called you into his eternal glory in Jesus Christ, will himself restore, empower, strengthen, and establish you."
1 Peter 5:10
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Of Nights and Color
De Todoyou are not alone. Here are some words of wisdom as i grow and learn, to help you as you do the same Here are the writings from the lonely of nights and the beauty of color
