somewhere along the way, i lost the passion for the things i used to love doing.
serving, ministering... got tired and disappointed.
in the midst of all these, my heart was hardened and the love for God grew cold.
service that is not unto God is routine, done out of religious duty.
serving unto God... brings purpose and joy.

i fell, had to learn to pick myself up.
sometimes it felt like i was alone... having to go through difficulties at home as well.
all it took, was for someone to believe in me.
im glad someone believed in me.

and today, i asked God...
was it worth dying on the cross for me knowing that one day, i would screw up, grieve you,
and not be able to pick myself up again??? what happened to my first love??
im sorry i screwed up again. big time.

and to all that, He just said, '' I couldnt love you less.''