Right now everything is so confusing. This is how it is most of the time. These questions itch me and drive me crazy. The weight of the reality of which I believe (Christianity) is always heavy on me.

But he said, "Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." He had skin and nails. A heart, a heartbeat. Eyelashes. Sweat. Pain, sufferings. Blood.

My salvation rests in Him. What kind of love is this? A love I can only wait for. A love I can only believe in, and hope for.

I can't be in just a gullible atmosphere that benefits me.

I want to acknowledge God when I see the Sun. I want to breathe knowing He willed it. I want to see people as children of God; created by God, and for God. I want to be still and know that He is Lord. Our Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.