I went to church again today. Only my third time and all three times straight, something always happen. First time, the bus just refuse to show up. Second time, I woke up late. And today, the bus broke down a few stops before reaching my destination. And cool, I made it somehow.
I pray for strength to conquer the other part of me; guidance to choose the right path and not get astray; my willingness to open and empty myself and let God make use of me in whatever ways He wants to; patience for every rush decision I'm about to make and again strength for me to keep fighting the worst side of myself, every time I'm in church. I'm genuinely praying for these but some part, I feel like I'm not.
It was only yesterday that I decided to rebuild all my walls and not let anyone enter; maybe including God Himself; and this morning I had a different view, like whaaaaaaaa o.- How do I choose between self defense and I don't know? Hahahaha
We'll see how it goes.
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