From the secret diary of Jasmine K.

From the secret diary of Jasmine K.

This is Jesus. He died for me.

& Jesus, where would I be without You here in my life?

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Dear Diary,

The dong went to study so I whipped out my treasured Bible and started meditating on the scriptures over a cup of green tea at the balcony. My finger went into a circular motion and traced the word "faith" lightly on the brown page as I continued reading. Then I started shivering because the beating cold air has caused my heart to palpitate spasmodically.

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. ~ Hebrews 11:1

By faith, many things were done. And now before me stands an enormous faith of mountain, where the cougars and pumas crouch ready to pounce on me and the deep, dark holes ready dug by no one more powerful than the evil one in this starless world, are there to catch the many falls from faith.
Hope is prevailing. And the same things that are the objects of my hope, are the objects of my faith. This is a firm persuasion and expectation, that God will perform all He has promised to me in Christ (ultimately eternal life and salvation). This persuasion thereafter, gives my soul enjoyment and delight.

The intangibility of unending grace and hope and faith epitomizes the omnipotence of God.

For me.

Signed off,
Jas.