I always knew that there is something bigger than myself.
But why is it so painful to bear?
I looked in the streets and see men & women high on drugs, infected with HIV, identity-less, tormented.
I looked at the next generation of this nation and see kids who are abused, disillusioned, lost, broken.
I looked in the systems adminitering this nation and see corruption, selfishness, unstability, injustice.
I can only keep declaring that He reigns no matter how things look like. But I want to use these hands, feet and voice to make a difference. What can I do?
My fragile heart is too small to contain the burden it carries.
How long can I withstand it before it explodes?
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