Fear vs Faith
We don't always know where our faith lies. Or even what it looks like. Or if it's ever enough to sustain us. We stumble around in our meaningless existence, with our gadgets and that endless babble of apps running in the background, straining against religion. "We are atheists!", we cry. Silently. We are not for the rigid walls of any religion, we don't subscribe to these restrictions, these violations on our freedom, these killings of our true selves. We are young, we are invincible. We are such strong people. We are so strong we refer to ourselves in the collective. There is no abstract idea that can break us, not words, not heartbreak, not betrayal, not fate nor any series of unfortunate events. Except maybe something so basic and so physical as literal, unbearable pain. And only then do we draw on our faith. "God SURELY wouldn't give me anything I wouldn't be able to handle. For He is All-Compassionate, He is Most Merciful." ...

can you sew? i just relearned how to use a sewing machine a couple weeks ago & it gave me such a sense of satisfaction to have made something so cool by myself.
ReplyDeleteOh, I can't sew for crap. My mom does, though, and she makes everything.
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Alia, can you believe I stuck to it?! This is by far the longest relationship I've ever had. Haha. <3
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