I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
Day before Yesterday…
October 24, 2008Three missionaries from Mexico paid our home a visit this aftrenoon. It was a nice chat. Nothing really biblical. Just a casual chat with my mom and my cousins. One of the missionaries shared to me his favorite verse:
After the conversation, I felt more hopeful. We attended mass afterwards. And guess what? St. Augustine is wearing my color.The sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. -Romans 8:18-
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