Sometimes without thinking why, we spit bitterly at all the people who love us.
Pronouncing pain, whoever falls the moment we speak falls, snorting damage from sun to sun. Without knowing that it is because of our heart wounded by our interior bathed in discontent and the blows of the soul.
To say with the soul that we love, we must heal inside. We must get the bitterness out of the deepest.
Thus we will be able to truly love, expressing what we feel from the heart, with words that do not harm and that idefique all the time.
Speaking blessings, drawing love from the abundance of our heart.
The good man, from the good treasure of his heart, brings out the good; and the bad man, from the bad treasure of his heart takes out the bad; because the mouth speaks of the abundance of the heart. Luke 6:45
Do words of blessing come out of your heart?
In this time you have not heard about @STEEMCHURCH, AND ITS PARISHES?
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