Dear diary
So often at times, what i know to be right i dont do, and what i know to be wrong i find myself in the mist of it...struggling.
"Confess your sins one to another?" Yeah i herd it but what would they say or think of me in my adversity.
My flesh wants to touch, it wants to go, it wants do... what it shouldnt, and i'm torn between two levels feeling like a fool. Lusting for the forbidden but i'm too ashamed to admit it.
Disire to please You in everything i do but... Man tells me that there's no hope for me if i mess up, but then Man tells me that You died for my mess ups...so which one is it?
Do You actually stop loving me if i fall, although my heart is towards You? do i stop loving my child if she messes up? No! i love her just the same, just as You love me. pure and unconditional. i understand consequences for my actions but i also understand perfect love, Your love. and even when You have to chastise my wrong to make me right
Lisa McClendon; My Diary, Your life
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