It was a day of joy
When a litte babe
Was born...
It was a day of sadness
The Friday day that
He was kill
But the the Son of God
defeatead death itself to bring us all Back to life. No one ever in the history of humanity can claim to have such capacity to love and to sacrifice. Only LOVE himself can love that much. I wish I could become a little bit more like you and a little less like me. But your LOVE is so infinitive and truthful that you meet me where I am. You accept me and love me despite of myself. You are an awesome God!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Wednesday, April 17, 2019
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