Diary of a Diambulante
What has to happen for us to let love grow in our heart?
What has to happen to understand each other?
I ask myself every day, "If today is my last day on this planet, did I love others as I love myself?"
Was I part of the constant fight for that divine love?
I ask for guidance to follow the past to my God.
I am not perfect, but I will be. I am not with God, but I feel lucky because God is with me, protecting me, leading me, and teaching me how to love others.
I ask now, "Are you part of the constant fight?"