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-March 22, 2024 -164
I believe my life is a gift from God,
What do you believe?
Where do you come from?
Have you asked all these questions?
Have you ever been seeking the truth?
Where are they coming from?
Before truly knowing God,
I seldom asked such questions to myself,
I seldom thought of this,
I was blind by what I saw,
I was chasing and chasing something
That was not real.
I was completely lost,
Sometimes, I thought of death
To escape all the misery I was in,
To escape those painful feelings,
It seemed they would never
Leave me alone.
I was lost
Because of my egoness,
Because of the world I saw,
Because of my own understanding
About myself,
About everything.
One day, I was led by a voice
To go to the Church,
To seek something,
Then I cried there,
I didn’t know why
But I felt comfort.
