Im thinking that life is too short not to live it.
Life is a journey to crawl, walk, jump, run.
Only the ones who succeed know the true pains of failure.
My family and I have tried out the new church right across our house called Casas. The worship reminds me so much of hillsong, and the preaching is alright. But its been sometime since I felt God's touch on me. Every sunday is a sanctuary. Lives are saved, souls are touched. The very presence of God sets my path straight for righteousness. God is love, not hate. God is peace, not destruction. God is in me, God is in you.
Why... why do memories torture me? Why do i let other hurt me, and still...hide my pain within myself. The more i try to forget, the more i remember. The deeper i fall in to that trap i set for my self in the first place. It's not fair, but what's fair in the first place? There were lies in the midst of truth, false accusations in the presence of innocence. I can't do this to my self any more...I can't let my self treat me this way. I must forgive, but not forget. Forgive, but still remember. Forgive but release the chains. Freedom...let freedom reign in me. I dont stand alone. I am not alone.
