Everything begins to take on a new meaning. Everything seems to fit into the right places now. I am who I am today because of my memories and my past. And as I flipped back the pages, with courage and with hope, and sometimes with a few drop of tears, I realized that in every event of my life God has his hands imprinted on it. I was not alone. I was never alone. And today I have accepted that my journey will continues. I still have a long way to go. But I am not afraid anymore because today I know that God will continues to hold my hand. He will fill me with his strength. He will fill me with his spirit.
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