Writing at its very worst, but hey, it makes for somewhat of an entertaining read

There are times in life when you hit rock bottom.

This article speaks about the only hope we have in this world. His name is Jesus Christ, the anchor of our soul!

…The pain comes,
The tears rain down.

But You are steady and constant.
You are my Anchor…

Both overwhelmed and underwrought by the tragedy of interpersonal relationship malfunction.

No man is an island, each need the other. Man needs to socialize, find someone whom they can share intellectually and emotionally except for isolated cases wherein the reason is for economic purposes.We try to find someone whom we can see ourself. We try to love them sometimes more than ourself, its a dangerous thing but it really happens.

LAST PLACE.

When peace eludes one and he is in despair, there is always a reassuring voice from within. It beats my imagination when people loose out in life simply because they think the world has fallen on them. Beloved, there is always a place to anchor your faith in time of distress. It is in him that died for you.

What does it take
to turn on a light bulb?
a mechanism like
a switch against a wall …

Your fury knew no limit.