my mazatlán mission trip testimony story. / mi testimonio misionero de mazatlán.

🥀 It's hard to pinpoint the exact place where things went wrong sometimes. You can't put a GPS or a timer on heartbreak. But somewhere along the line, we unconsciously, perhaps, were giving inhuman attributes to a human. We thought someone who walked away was our soul mate. But we are born, and will always be, complete. Do we see ourselves in others? Of course, so we relate to them... but just because they seemingly understand us-- each person is their own universe and it's imposible for a human being to comprehend another human being completely - only God can do that. Sometimes we as humans, in our need to see to believe, ask a human to do and be things for us that no human can be. The reality is... Humans will leave us, curse us, push us away, threaten us... humans will die and leave us forever. The happy ending to this story is that one human died to change the fate of all humans - and that divine being will never leave us, curse us, push us away, or threaten us... those are all actions out of mutable human emotions such as anger, fear, and sadness. We can put tape on our hearts and band aids on our scrapes, but only God can heal us and make us feel whole. 🌷🙏