What I like
File this in the kind of interesting department: ultimately no one really cares about what I like. That leads me to believe that my tastes are mine and no one else's. It also leads me to believe that, in the grand scheme of things, my preferences mean squat. My comfort can get pitched too as this is largely born out of me being gratified through my preferences.
When my preferences are realized that is wonderful. But, if they aren't I have a choice: to curse the One Who Blesses or to bless Him. I will choose the latter. Lord, please help me to choose the latter in ever-increasing measure.
When my preferences are realized that is wonderful. But, if they aren't I have a choice: to curse the One Who Blesses or to bless Him. I will choose the latter. Lord, please help me to choose the latter in ever-increasing measure.
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