I often find myself gazing into the depths of his eyes, searching for some sign that I truly fit to him. The thought consumes me: is my place steadfastly held within his heart? Or am I merely a fleeting moment in his life, destined to fade like a whisper? This uncertainty leaves me trembling, always praying for some reassurance that my love is valu

It’s a question that bothers many minds: Is God’s love for me real? Should we ever truly know if God feels love for us, especially in the heart of life's troubles? It’s a question with no easy answers, and one that each person has to grapple with on their own. Perhaps the answer lies not in finding concrete proof, but in opening our hearts of