I am not alone, if I come to think of it. Not including my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, either. There are people around me — my brother, for one, and also friends — and even if they don't fully understand, so what? Who fully understands someone else? Really gets that other person? There is a wall every person erects and lets few cross, and mine just happens to be taller and harder than most; that's really all there is to it.
Why am I bitching so? Moaning, "Savior, Savior, no one comprehends"? I'm such an idiot! I'm so thick! I can still smile, after all, and it doesn't have to be a maniacle grin; I can still laugh and it isn't a warlock's cackle. I think I'm beginning to get it. One of my friends was complaining about this other friend that his major flaw was that he didn't understand how incredibly loved he is. And that's it. I'm beginning to understand this, what she said. Hallelujah. I'm saved, after all.
Peter
7:59pm monday, 22nd october
I understand exactly what you are talking about in the first paragraph that it truly strikes a cord.
Peter
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