No really. 

I have like 3 Bibles stashed away in my bookshelf behind the LBD books and Jodi Picoult books. And I seldom take them out unless I have a very bad nightmare and need one by my bedside just in case. 

I tell my friends how I'm such a bad example of a Christian. Who does that? I go to church, listen to sermons with the intentions of having some kinda small change and it never happens. Maybe its because I don't want it to happen, like I'm trapped in the illusion that what I'm doing with my life now is way better than what God has intended for me. 

I don't know. All I know is that I'm far from perfect. Far far far away. And it still amazes me how God would still wanna get me to heaven despite all the times I've let him down. 

Grace and mercy. 

2 amazing words.