I like words. I like to use words. I like to string words together to make a statement. I like making a statement that others find appealing. Despite that weak opening, I promise that to be true. I’m just a little off my game these days. But the point is I tend to think I am much more profound than I am. I have come to realize that is a precariously annoying trait to possess.Continue reading
Somewhere, sometime in my younger days I had a lesson on talents. I can’t remember the exact setting. I might have been in the end of my Young Women’s era or in the first days of my institute years. It was, however, definitely a church-oriented message. The gist of it entailed me praying earnestly for the gift or talent I most wanted in life.
We all have certain gifts already given to us. But if we apply ourselves and pray with pure sincerity, we can acquire more talents. I took it to heart. I came home, knelt by my bed and prayed one of the most heartfelt prayers I have ever uttered.