Jordan Zuniga
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Aspiring christian creative writer creating pieces to provoke thought and give God and Lord Jesus Christ the glory! God bless and I hope you’re doing well!
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A letter of the deepest and heartfelt reflections.
To my beloved friend, and my dearest love, Time is a tester of the quality of two souls who claim to be in love. Pain is the tool, and agony is the rod. Affliction is the refiner of patience between two who have deep feelings invested in each other, and the resolve to remain affectionate, to remain soft, to remain tenderhearted towards each other. I would say with total confidence, that my investment in you, was worth every shekel and every hay-penny, spent. My calculations on such an investment, despite my shrewdness and ability with handling numerical quantities, couldn’t accurately predict the value you have brought into my life. Though at times I may be ignorant of your emotions, and unaware of how certain responses may hurt you despite the truthful words spoken boldly with all due sincerity, and with earnest intent, you have cherished me without question and loved me, all the more deeply. I owe you much, so very much indeed. I praise you for the steadfast patience towards our friendship, our bond. I would confess with all due humility, that I am not the easiest soul to love, nor is it easy to cherish such a bond with me. But you, despite the odds and the criticism of proud mockers saying otherwise, and the scorners treating us with contempt, such disdain has neither dissuaded us, nor discouraged us, from loving each other, all the more.
By Jordan Zuniga5 years ago in Confessions
The treading of the winepress.
Love, is a trifling thing. It is a painful process of learning how to empathize with another’s flaws, to understand the wisdom of another’s reasoning, to be patient towards the quirkiness of another's character, and to have the heart to help another, rather than be helped. Alas, love many times over, is used as a tool to manipulate another, a leash to control another victim, a means to an end. So it was with many men who fell prey to the bright eyes and the red lips of a seductress of the nightfall. A vampire in the guise of an innocent creature. A demon, masquerading as an angel of light.
By Jordan Zuniga5 years ago in Criminal
