Joanna inspires me.

She seems to connect everything around her, to God.
I remember in VBS, they tell us to spread the word of God...
"Why are we sometimes scared to tell about God?"
I don't think I have built enough faith for me to simply blurt out how grateful I feel.
Maybe I feel like I'm forcing a religion onto somebody else.
Or maybe I just can't find the connection sometimes.
I think that feeling grateful is comforting, a form of joy.
I want to grow stronger with God.
In reality, to me, God is my hope, my faith, my love.
Why do I live? I'm living for God. I'm living for the afterlife. I'm living for what he's given me.
I wished I could see the brighter things in life, to be happier. It seems as if anytime I'm sad or angry, it's like I'm disrupting the image of what God wanted the world to be like. Maybe I get angry and that anger subtly spreads among others, or I am sad with regret when I could be enjoying what I am gifted with.
Ohh. . .