If I had to describe friendship, I’ll use this text. That’s so beautiful and sad but at same time, that’s the story of the price we have to pay for love. It’s going to haunt me for a very long time ❤️
Life is tough ! Tell me about it, I know what you´re talking about ! Looking back, forgiving, hoping, dreaming, and what not, make me shed more than a tear, amidst the bloobath. Let me explain.
Scorch-earth regards from the tropical wilderness in Nicaragua, Central America. I scrape by close to the Masaya Volcano, dubbed the Gates of Hell, you know, hell, sweet home. NOT REALLY ! I´m just a soldier of Christ, nobly humble cannon fodder, fighting in the first row, bruised and bloodied, one-armed., still breathing, quite heavily, though, praising the Lord, in Jesus´ name, to the best of my ability, to my very last breath on the battlefield called LIFE ! Life is not a word, it´s a sentence ! But I keep fighting for it, I´m a freedom fighter, not a quitter, though my faith seems but is not gutted.
This us really beautiful, Stella. One I plan to read again and again.
This touched me deeply as I too try to find peace between the contrasting experiences of joy and sorrow.
If I had to describe friendship, I’ll use this text. That’s so beautiful and sad but at same time, that’s the story of the price we have to pay for love. It’s going to haunt me for a very long time ❤️
I felt the friendship so deeply. I love what you have and wish you the very best as you navigate. How is she doing now?
Life is tough ! Tell me about it, I know what you´re talking about ! Looking back, forgiving, hoping, dreaming, and what not, make me shed more than a tear, amidst the bloobath. Let me explain.
Scorch-earth regards from the tropical wilderness in Nicaragua, Central America. I scrape by close to the Masaya Volcano, dubbed the Gates of Hell, you know, hell, sweet home. NOT REALLY ! I´m just a soldier of Christ, nobly humble cannon fodder, fighting in the first row, bruised and bloodied, one-armed., still breathing, quite heavily, though, praising the Lord, in Jesus´ name, to the best of my ability, to my very last breath on the battlefield called LIFE ! Life is not a word, it´s a sentence ! But I keep fighting for it, I´m a freedom fighter, not a quitter, though my faith seems but is not gutted.
https://liborsoural.substack.com/p/my-first-humble-whisper-to-the-world
https://liborsoural.substack.com/p/the-major-league-challenge
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