The wind is getting chilly and the only thing I heard is the hard pouring rain on the roof. I'm lying and gazing blankly at the ceiling when i unconsciously put myself into thinking, how did I blunder? I detest the consequence of how my life shambles.
I've made another poor choice, a very stupid decision, I might say. And it sank to me that I was deceived by my luxurious thoughts. I realized that this clumsiness was because not letting God to intervene. There I was stunned and full of regrets. There's no way I could turn back time. No man could. Nevertheless, I'm grateful because this illumination had helped me drew myself more to God, not just to keep the faith but to deepen it and likewise to be fully dependent on Him.
Lately, I've been writing like this and it feels so different. My intention in this post was not to come up like this but in the midst of my composition, I felt like putting God's holiness here. I may sound over to you or corny even but it's so fulfilling. I actually, don't always attend mass in the church yet I knew somehow that God is working on me. My parents sent me to a Catholic school to grow in His faith. I've spent four years of my life in there but I don't see and feel anything like this, really never been like this and never had this trust and faith before.
I just had goosebumps after writing this stuff and now I'm alarmed. I don't know what really had happened but I'm lovin' this.