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Nothing to lose, nothing to gain. Only when one learns that on earth he is nothing, can he begin to see the fulness that is with the One who governs the earth.

I am one who has crawled in shadows, indulging in foolishness and imaginations.
I was the one who searched out the depths of darkness, and drowned in the filth of my heart.


I was abandoned by humanity, and I abandoned humanity. I dwelt in memories, and lived to be forgotten. I felt no emotion, forsaken without and within.

Lord, will you forsake me too?

This is my struggle, this is my fear: I shall always be tempted that I would be left to die. How can mercy find one who runs away? How can grace restore the empty bones?


There should be no hope in one who lives with rotting flesh. Yet, I have not been dismembered. Though my mind should be scattered, and my heart shattered, I will be made whole one day.

The loneliest sheep is the one who is lost. Have I been found?

There is nought on this earth which is worth seeing now, not until I see and know, whether the power of the gospel is true. If it is, joy! If not, I shall wait in bitter hope. Is there is more to be done on earth then to believe and perish?


Let my epitaph read, 'Here lies the body of one who did not belong to this world'.