“”I’d rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.”
A fine clarity becomes a holy moment. Good Friday brought this clarity into my consciousness. My physical pain had me clinging to the Cross. My life up until then seem to dissipate and an indescribable joy overcame my body. I have been healing ever since that holy moment. What matters now is what I do next. Stay connected more and more with God. Life begins to make sense when you overcome pain with the joy of the Lord who is my strength. I feel this strength the most when I lay on the pillow at night, and relax, surrender and hope to meet God in my tomorrow.
It is important to recognize the choices we make to create holy moments in life.
What is your holy moment that you cherish the most?
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