A Stranger’s Kindness

This has got to be one of the most profound posts I have seen in a while about our Christian walk. I am also currently struggling with this part of showing love to someone who just rubs me the wrong way. But as a famous preacher once said, true love does not come from loving the lovely, it comes from loving the unlovable. Thanks Adaugo.

Adaugo's Diary

Dear Diary,

It was a really long day. Emotionally tasking and physically draining. Walking to the bus station seemed like a herculean task and as I struggled to put one foot in front of the other, I found myself doing that which came naturally to me; crying. So I stood there, in the middle of Lindbergh station, bawling my eyes out, feeling the weight in every inch of my body. I could care less if anyone was watching me cry, I just knew I needed to ease the tight feeling in my chest and too bad if I was on the road. It was a windy day and my tears dried before they reached my lips, leaving streaks in my makeup and what was left of my eyeliner, I looked a mess.

wishing-you-a-happy

I needed to blow my nose so bad so I dug frantically in my handbag looking for tissue…

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