nobody knows how many times i’ve cried in my room when nobody was watching. nobody knows how many times i’ve lost hope, how many times i’ve been let down. nobody knows how many times i’ve felt like i’m about to snap, but i just don’t, for the sake of others. nobody knows the thoughts that go through my head when i’m sad, how horrible they are. nobody really knows
We all know that we have an enemy - an unseen and messed up con artist surrounded by twisted cronies who want to take us out and make us ineffective in our spiritual walk. We know that he lies to us about who we are and how the Lord feels about us….