:6 – I am worn from sobbing. Every night tears drench my bed; my pillow is wet from
weeping.
:7 – My vision is blurred by grief; my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
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I never thought that I would be blogging. Writing was one of the things I despised during my childhood. Growing older, with all the pressure, angst and stress of being an adult. I found myself a notebook and pen writing away. Ever since then, it's been an outlet for me. Most are my experienced, others are from other people in which I've been a part of.
I hope that as you read through that it would inspire, encourage and admonish you. Not to give up or be dismayed. I know how it feels to be a sinner, hopeless, failed, even rejected by the people who suppose to be there for you.
Stand your ground for we are all passing through this world, the proving ground of souls. Eternity is all that matters, which are unseen.
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