Someone once told me that she felt, in her opinion, that feelings were amoral, meaning that there are no good or bad feelings. They just are. I agree with her. The Lord Jesus was angry too, but in his anger, he did not sin. The Lord Jesus wept with sorrow too.
I know it’s been many many months since the whole Jon saga exploded, but I’m still grieving in some place of my heart. My friend said it’s because my heart has been ripped before and I’ve been trying to fill it with other things, before it gets ripped again. Time and God will heal it, she says.
I want to find someone who isn’t toxic anymore for me once and for all, my soul mate. I’ve been deceived before to believe that I’d found them, only to be disappointed.
I don’t know really where I’m going with this post, but I’m still trying to find myself. I’m not going to go into all the religious spiel, because that just stinks. But I know that somewhere out there, God is watching over me, and that He loves me so much, and for that I am grateful.