#1 danger of journaling late at night… you might tell the truth!
THOUGHTS:
You have to look at your own life. Your own sins. And then you wonder how you can change. At what point do we recognize that we’re not any better. You try so damn hard to be holy and righteous in the eyes of the Lord and fail so miserably every damn day. It’s funny how you look at the world differently. What do you want?
What if someone actually gives you permission to love? You don’t have to seek anyone’s approval, really not even your own. It is just something you know. Why sit around second-guessing your heart?
The world is full of such beautiful people. Where does hate come from? Why don’t we love the color of their lives?
To have someone pray for you in the language that they understand. Their words touch the face of God.
There’s nothing to be afraid of.
I write these words because I have no voice to speak to Him. I write these words because the sun rose behind the moon and there was no light except for you.
Life should be color. A riot of color.
#1 danger of journaling late at night… you might tell the truth!
What I learned today: see above.
Thought for the day: We need more scars. They hide the fresh wounds.
Sleep well.
Candle in a Cave 
We need more bruises too, because then we also have the riot of color!