Impetuous

I tend to be reckless with myself. The amount of survivors guilt I have regarding my previous disposition, and general lack of consideration for the value of my own life still sort of gets to me. I know I will always be dying to myself in my striving after Christ, and I can never die enough. What is hard is living, and doing it well.

Carry It Anyhow

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