Love is why I write. It isn’t the only reason why I write, but, it is the first reason.
As I reflect, I realize most of my posts, in fact, an overwhelming amount of my posts are negative. I truly wish they were different. But, it isn’t for me to do so, right now.
It isn’t as if there aren’t many miraculous things to write about. Daily, the Good News is demonstrated. For the readers of this blog, I believe all of us possess things for which we can truly call ourselves “blessed”. We are blessed.
But, for me, I’m to be in the order of Jeremiah. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not comparing myself to the prophet, it’s just that we’ve similar things to say. But, it is from love in which these things are stated.
But, there’s more than that. I would have not bothered if I didn’t…
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