Guilt...

... is a condition that consumes and conquers. It lies in wait, pouncing without warning and mauling without mercy. Even that masterful diminisher of powers, time, has no means of warding off the aftermath of decisions made in earnest and the agony of conflicts that defy the gulf of distance and sanguinity of age. Why do I do what I must do, with not an ounce of ease and ample servings of apprehension and anguish, with dread and furrowed brows, a tightening of the forehead and churning of the heart? There is no solution in sight to the incongruity of hopes that plague this withering sense of displacement, and mere gestures of acknowledgment provide no balm to relieve an incessant weight of burden.

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[Andrew Loke]

Dear Budak,

Christ has already died for all our sins and removed our burden . Obey Him, come to Him , and lay down all your burdens at His feet, and you will find your rest there .

[Andrew Loke]

I just came across this post by accident and just feel like responding . I have no other intentions .

[ivan]

This reminds of an evaluation I wrote in someone's appraisal before:

"Often in error, never in doubt."