Stormy...
I know what you are feeling...
I started on a whim, with a flip of distaste and disgust for the way I was brought up, my family environment, whatever was my rage-high of the moment. But I know what you are feeling, for I feel it as well, everyday... when I wake up, when I sleep, when I eat, when I work, when I play, when I sin, when I win, when I am destroyed, when I feel the influx of the Holy Spirit lighting up my every cell like an atom bomb...
I know the drawing that you are feeling. I have a Rosary. VOW gave it to me. I am not a Catholic. I carry the Rosary every day, everywhere. Sometimes, I pray the Rosary.
Since I have begun my journey, I have changed my major, left home, learned how to drive a car, learned how to take care of myself, learned how to fight depression, anxiety, and sin, resolved to get a job, started a weight-training program, discovered God's mystery, and gained a spiritual mother with unconditional love that springs forth from her every pore and covers me in a feeling so overwhelming that it flings me to the ground on my knees in prayer. I ask you... when does the Holy Spirit of God move?
I know what you are feeling...
I started on a whim, with a flip of distaste and disgust for the way I was brought up, my family environment, whatever was my rage-high of the moment. But I know what you are feeling, for I feel it as well, everyday... when I wake up, when I sleep, when I eat, when I work, when I play, when I sin, when I win, when I am destroyed, when I feel the influx of the Holy Spirit lighting up my every cell like an atom bomb...
I know the drawing that you are feeling. I have a Rosary. VOW gave it to me. I am not a Catholic. I carry the Rosary every day, everywhere. Sometimes, I pray the Rosary.
Since I have begun my journey, I have changed my major, left home, learned how to drive a car, learned how to take care of myself, learned how to fight depression, anxiety, and sin, resolved to get a job, started a weight-training program, discovered God's mystery, and gained a spiritual mother with unconditional love that springs forth from her every pore and covers me in a feeling so overwhelming that it flings me to the ground on my knees in prayer. I ask you... when does the Holy Spirit of God move?
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