I saw a beggar kid just now and I can’t help but to be moved.

He reminded me how blessed I am… He reminded me how much I’ve not been a blessing to people.

I’ve been thinking so much lately. Too much.

Alot of my GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRs cores itself in the fact that I simply want to only receive. The Bible inscribed that it is better to give than to receive.

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I have been anything but compassionate. And compassion simply means meeting the needs of others. It is way different than sympathy. And one step ahead of empathy.

I honestly honestly don’t know what’s next for me. I’ll eventually learn to stop guessing.

So much of me needs to change. This is not an emo post.