So I'm stuck here at 4:30ish in the morning reminiscing about the old times. Things were less troubling back then. Less conviction. It was so hard to leave it all behind. But that's probably why it was so painful when I was torn away. Dangerous thinking right here.

I'm so unworthy to be living the way I am today.


Note to self: Never drink a 4 shot latte again...

God has blessed me these past couple months...
little, ungrateful me.



"I have decided to follow Jesus..."