Love Heals

I suffered the extremities of insomnia and constipation last night. I guess that explains the dark eye circles, zit colony on my forehead, and heavy eyelids :(

I've always thought that love does not keep a record of wrongs, and I still believe strongly in that. But recently I realised that love is a ministry of reconciliation. It does not take into account who is wrong or right, it just doesn't matter.

Because love heals.

Dear, we came so far and there's still a long way to go. I've got to grow up. I've got to start 'understanding' and not just tolerating. Because if I don't, I'll continue to be in this mental state of entrapment; a vicious cycle of pain, self-pity, sorrow, and self-condemnation.

Change my heart Oh God, make it ever new.

Change my heart Oh God, may I be like You.

You are the potter, I am the clay.

Mould me and make me

This is what I pray.

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