The light at the end of the tunnel is the headlight of the approaching train unknown source, attributed to all whom optimists call pessimists and pessimists call realists
I just want to love God, but worldly things keep pulling me back. At times, I'm very tired falling into the same sinful trap again and again. And yet everytime after I've decided not to fall again, I fall.
Am I too weak, or are the voices tempting just too strong?
I await for the one whom He would send, for me to love and adore, and to journey with me to His promised Kingdom.
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