Whatever I’m doubting becomes invalid as God reveals what lies within the dark sheet of insecurity in me and who knows what else. It’s like He frowns upon me, taps me on the back, and mutters a: “Why worry?” to which I’m left with nothing but a great despair and embarrassment of my so-called self esteem.
The blog is under reconstruction! You still can browse though I’m very sorry for the ugly state. Everything should be done soon! (If my dial-up connection work, that is)
My writing has gotten worse? It’s never good but they’re even more annoying these days? ;_____;