Worth Waiting For
May my suffering be wasted not in this love story.
May my suffering be wasted not in this love story.
We are so easily led to look at life as a great big whole, and to neglect the little today, to forget that the single days do indeed make up the whole, and that the value of each single day depends on its influence on the whole.
The eye in this storm is the eye of God.
What would it be like to love others without expectation for love in return?