At the time, I thought I was different because I knew who I was inside. Until I met someone who looked totally like me on the outside. How lonely I felt. I cried out to God, asking for Forgiveness.
... one orange looks like another, the difference, then, behind the mask it presents. Perhaps God forgives more quickly, if we first begin to forgive ourselves. _m
... one orange looks like another, the difference, then, behind the mask it presents. Perhaps God forgives more quickly, if we first begin to forgive ourselves.
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Thanks Magyar.
ReplyDeleteI didn't like what I saw from the outside. It wasn't me.