“I looked for a man from among them who would repair the wall and stand in the gap before me on behalf of the land, so that I would not destroy it,
It is the greatest commandment, says the Lord, the love of Him and secondly the love of the neighbor. The hurricane of love is undoubtedly the most sought after fulfillment in mother earth.
My glossy mahogany-eyes are soaked with tears, sniffling ceaselessly as I navigate the flight of spiral stairways up the top floor. I exposed my vulnerability to them and now my walls have collapsed,
“This world is not my home”, a song that I have always enjoyed, reminding me that we are just pilgrims on a journey waiting for our permanent migration to our eternal home in heaven.