Musings

Here’s an account of what happens when we nonchalantly forge on in the wrong direction. Just who are we following? Are we sure we’re not lost?

Love bears all things. Why do people judge the ones they love? How is it that love sometimes doesn’t withstand conflicts?

Wouldn’t we want to wake up every morning, highly motivated and committed to accomplish great things? Isn’t pushing beyond the status quo and ‘changing the world’ such a worthy aspiration?

I was thinking about how less people express their feelings about God with the same amount of energy and passion