Ardent strides towards perfection never results in any resemblance of peace or serenity. Kept circling back to the rueful theme of failure. Ah the antagonism between the real and the ideal haunts. Too honest to self deceit, I could not silent the conscience that convicted me because I know the conscience to be true. Contrary to those who say the gospel solves our problems, it actually adds the burden.

posted by Graciana@Home at 4:22 am