Confessions

How small and insignificant my world seems when I take a moment to look at the bigger picture of suffering that compiles around me. How my world is just speck in the universe of it all. We are living in a changing world where destruction is far and near at the same time. One thing that reminds is the desire to rest in a place where love is real and a place where it’s okay to feel vulnerable. Life’s big question of purpose often goes unanswered because I spend so much time on survival I forget to live. I have a strange feeling that we were not meant to spend most of time thinking about our problems but to have an attitude of praise, peace, and personal prosperity. I have come to a place where I can accept the wrongs that I have done to others. I know I am not perfect but real confession comes when once seeks forgiveness for the pass transgressions and I seek them. I also let go of all the things that would keep me in chains emotionally and allowing my wounds to heal. Life is for the living. Let me live my life in peace and happiness. At the end of my days when I am no longer confine to my flesh let me pass peaceful and if my name is to be uttered again let them utter it and smile