What about love

What about love, what about life. What is your life's purpose, how do you find yourself. I'm jealousy and dysfunction that leads to anger. I'm so unhappy with self.

O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me.

People on the street passing me by, won't even look at me don't judge me.

Lift up your head, O ye gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in.


I've talked to so many women on the street, and the first thing come out of their mouths. I'm a christian, but what I don't understant is how can you be a child of God, when you are doing so much wrong yourself.

Get up every Sunday and go to church, bible study on Wesnday. And living a lie with self, tell me how do you do it. But I realize, you don't have to answer to me. God is watching you and you will have to answer to him not me.

When was the last time you told someone you love them. When was the last time you spend quality time with someone in needed. Why is it so hard for us to open our heart to be there for a stranger in need.


Why is it so hard for us to forgive other, we all make mistakes. Life is to short, God forgave us, we don't share with one another, it's so sad. We are so insecure with self. So many of our friends need our help and we turn our backs on them. What is it going to take for us to wake up and smell the coffee.