I pray the same thing every day. Please show me my mistakes. I am sorry for them. Thank you for your blessing, Lord. May your will be mine. Your law, mine. And I want to help you put it into practice. This is a habit that becomes alignment. Renewed every morning. Someone asked me: If his will stands above yours — do you doubt? No. I hope it overwrites mine. Completely. Piece by piece. ...
Today I ended the contact. Not out of anger. Because it had to be — for her and her new partner, and for me. It hurts. The time with her was beautiful. Head and Heart The head knows what it is doing. The heart loves unconditionally. Two different things entirely. Three years of relationship. Three years of friendship after that. And now: silence. Hosea Hosea married a woman who would betray him. He knew it. He did it anyway. Later he bought her back — fifteen pieces of silver and some barley. ...