Love

There is something to be said about learning, it is like discovering a treasure. One can't go through life without learning and one can't go through life without a few mistakes. No matter how hard we strive to be perfect as God seeks it from us, at times we err in judgement. Or in plain stupidity on our part. I speak for myself in that regard since I've made mistakes and learned from them. All too often when I have spoken I've often spoke too soon without thought, and the same goes with writing, sometimes without thought. I just write what comes to mind without thought of what I am writing. I've erred many a time by this impulsive action. It is with God's grace that I have come to learn to contemplate my wrongs and learn to correct them. I have learned that when goaded by others I react and found that no longer the case anymore.

I love so much and found myself rejoicing from the depths of my heart. I gave one of the first pictures taken to a lady at work who is suffering. I was carrying it for a few days with me. I don't know why I did but one day it came what I was to do. I gave it to her and told her my story. She also shared her own with me. I had told her about the Chapel and how I asked that anyone who goes if it be possible that their prayers would be answered, rather than people be drawn to me. Because at the time I didn't want people to come to me when it is not me that is important but Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament is. That was my request. Because I am insignificant, it is God who is important and always will be.