Every time when I question myself about the decisions that I make,
and the possible "what-I-could-have-done"s,
my heart aches.
yet I am so speechless
when I thought of my mom's sacrifice,
when I thought of Jesus' blood,
that's when I feel shameful of myself for even having the desire of wanting to be selfish.
my heart no longer aches,
that aches was not a feeling of hurt,
it was a feeling of "warning" from the spirit inside my heart,
it was the holy spirit that guides me and allows me to differentiate between what is pleasing to God and what is pleasing to myself.
Tonight, it would be the same.
For all of my being,
It all belong to Jesus, and my mom.
I am satisfied with my life- because they really loved me!
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