Good Friday is fast approaching, some how its was like a million years away for me at the beginning of the challenge. Well, i challenged myself to be "softer".
There are days i failed terribly, sometimes i managed to be what i am challenging myself to be.
I don't have an attitude problem i just feel that i am way too blunt and straight, so i tried to be softer.
It was difficult, very difficult for me to be softer.
I sometimes wonder why i am so "shielded", i have no doubts that i am nice, *i don't bite- maybe sometimes*
i am super nice, so nice people take advantage of that part of me. It takes up my heart. Sometimes makes me feel worthless. So i shield myself. Put a wall between me and you, hence the 'hardness'. It is rare that i show the softer side of me in front of people. Hating to be seen weak, to be sympathized. Some how i see sympathy, sometimes "you deserve it" eyes. I now come with shieldSSSSS.
I have so much love for everyone. So much, i can hug everyone, give away my money, bake you cupcakes and macaroons every other day. Cook you awesome meals, and prepare burgers for you. I can also buy balloons for you and give you a " hope you have a nice day" kiss to everyone.I am so nice i walk the blind home from the train station.. I am so nice i can smile at everyone.I am so soft, i look at beautiful dogs and cry.
I am so soft i thank God for butterflies. And i think for this forty days, God has somehow touched my heart to be that person i was again. And its good because its nice to have someone who is nice and soft, instead of someone who is so busy with life, i don't know how to live and love.
Thank you God for touching my cold cold heart.
How was lent for you??
Good Friday is fast approaching,
He was judged like me,
for me.
Because He loved me.
Loves me.
Whose heart is bigger than his, who loves me at my worst.
Whose arms holds me when i am my weakest.
Whose strength is so great he carries my burden like an speck of dust.
Whose love exceeds beyond everything men can ever provide.
Whose warmth i can feel every night when i cry.
Whose faithfulness reaches the sky even when i forgot about Him.
Whose name i call out to when i am in the deep valley and when the seas are rough.
There are days i failed terribly, sometimes i managed to be what i am challenging myself to be.
I don't have an attitude problem i just feel that i am way too blunt and straight, so i tried to be softer.
It was difficult, very difficult for me to be softer.
I sometimes wonder why i am so "shielded", i have no doubts that i am nice, *i don't bite- maybe sometimes*
i am super nice, so nice people take advantage of that part of me. It takes up my heart. Sometimes makes me feel worthless. So i shield myself. Put a wall between me and you, hence the 'hardness'. It is rare that i show the softer side of me in front of people. Hating to be seen weak, to be sympathized. Some how i see sympathy, sometimes "you deserve it" eyes. I now come with shieldSSSSS.
I have so much love for everyone. So much, i can hug everyone, give away my money, bake you cupcakes and macaroons every other day. Cook you awesome meals, and prepare burgers for you. I can also buy balloons for you and give you a " hope you have a nice day" kiss to everyone.I am so nice i walk the blind home from the train station.. I am so nice i can smile at everyone.I am so soft, i look at beautiful dogs and cry.
I am so soft i thank God for butterflies. And i think for this forty days, God has somehow touched my heart to be that person i was again. And its good because its nice to have someone who is nice and soft, instead of someone who is so busy with life, i don't know how to live and love.
Thank you God for touching my cold cold heart.
How was lent for you??
Good Friday is fast approaching,
He was judged like me,
for me.
Because He loved me.
Loves me.
Whose heart is bigger than his, who loves me at my worst.
Whose arms holds me when i am my weakest.
Whose strength is so great he carries my burden like an speck of dust.
Whose love exceeds beyond everything men can ever provide.
Whose warmth i can feel every night when i cry.
Whose faithfulness reaches the sky even when i forgot about Him.
Whose name i call out to when i am in the deep valley and when the seas are rough.
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