Sometimes I think I was attacked when I was away from God, or maybe this is not true. Everybody has moments of weakness.

I have at some moments lost the stream of keep going. There are always false thoughts that I am able to find an solid anchor in a relationship, in material things, or an ideology. What about our eternal Father?

I have completely forgotten about Him, or rather, put him in a closet.

In Him, I find comfort and peace.

God bless, everybody.