Hanging On

My world 0nce shattered and upto now im still collecting pieces of it yet life goes on and is not perfect, while striving to stand and live again, there are s0me events/people that tries to awaken a nightmare. Everyday is a battle between the past and the present. Trying to fight and prove them wrong. But the only difference from then to n0w is that im holding on to the cross where my Savior died for me. His sufferings was much m0re greater than what i am having right n0w.He is always
there to wipe my tears and comfort my weary soul. He is there to win the battle for me. He is my refuge and strength. He is my bestfriend on whom i can always count on when nobody seems to care.
He is my father. Lord, i need you more each day. I really don't care if people dwell on my past. i have nothing to prove them anything. Because nobody and nothing can please everybody. What matters more is Your approval. Im going to live my life according to what makes You happy and i know
everything will follow.