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Yesterday, contemplating how little power I have to change my outward reality, I began to countenance, for the first time in my life, fostering my inward, spiritual reality through active belief. Because that is really the only thing we can truly call our own. Maybe a higher power and the stories of faith, sacrifice, and rebirth are worth far, far more than us urban, educated sophisticates were willing to give them. Despite my earth-bound, materialist, extroverted nature, I wonder if the only way out of this is in.

was telling k00b last week starting doing the rosary more intensely, will talk about on this weeks
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