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There is as thing as grace.
Two years...I was so different then. My heart yearns for how I felt two years ago. Before everything happened. Before I traded my birthright for sexually perverse actions. I was so naive.
Please know the gravity of sin. It comes to kill and destroy, nothing good will ever come of it.
Although my soul is safe as a child of God...I have fallen from His feet and into the abyss of self hate, depression, and loneliness. What I thought would bring me closer actually built a wall of denial and anger in between us...I'm so sorry.
I'm sure none of my old friends will see this. My community is gone now. What I worked hard to achieve is destroyed. Not that it was anything. God could have used me so much better if my pride had not got in the way. That pride is what made me fall. In my arrogance I thought that I could continue my secret sin in moderation and still be able to be with God. How foolish was I. I doing that, I became the very thing I hate.
As I look at the waste and desolation my foolish decisions have created, I begin to wonder if my world will ever be the way I want it again. I wonder if healing can come to my world, or if it's been too long and too much...
There is a thing as grace.
Two years...I was so different then. My heart yearns for how I felt two years ago. Before everything happened. Before I traded my birthright for sexually perverse actions. I was so naive.
Please know the gravity of sin. It comes to kill and destroy, nothing good will ever come of it.
Although my soul is safe as a child of God...I have fallen from His feet and into the abyss of self hate, depression, and loneliness. What I thought would bring me closer actually built a wall of denial and anger in between us...I'm so sorry.
I'm sure none of my old friends will see this. My community is gone now. What I worked hard to achieve is destroyed. Not that it was anything. God could have used me so much better if my pride had not got in the way. That pride is what made me fall. In my arrogance I thought that I could continue my secret sin in moderation and still be able to be with God. How foolish was I. I doing that, I became the very thing I hate.
As I look at the waste and desolation my foolish decisions have created, I begin to wonder if my world will ever be the way I want it again. I wonder if healing can come to my world, or if it's been too long and too much...
There is a thing as grace.