Changes


Sometimes, like right now when I am in the most renown party island of the world, I realise that in spite of my wild and spontaneous streak that does not want to be buried, God has changed me. You could say that time has matured me, but maturity requires for its completion not merely a single ingredient of time but a cupful of wisdom, or else you would be simply older but potentially still emature. The desires of your heart - God knows them and is fitting the pieces of your life puzzle together. The fears, the confessions, the doubts - God sees them all. And promises us that He will make it all turn out for our good.

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