Sometimes I think life is done. What more? What more with losers? I feel hopeless today, with the endless mistakes that I’ve made. To be true I don’t know what’s kept in store. Yet I know the One who is himself my hope. Jesus please…. I don‘t know what to say. Maybe there are many more like me. Yet I wonder whether they feel like me or were they ever as ambitious as me. I also feel like useless. According to the measures of this world that’s what someone will understand. Yet I feel so hurt when those Christians who shouldn't live by the standards of this world are the only ones who hurt each other the most. Not their mistake actually, the deceiver is high at work and Christians are high on him and low on prayer. Writing helps me always. I've typed this much and I’m now feeling better……like as if I’ve talked my heart out to some one. I have a hope, I have a blessed future coz I have Jesus. When I was born in Him He sealed my fate. When I continue in Him that glorious end comes closer. Now I feel so much better. Writing is a good thing if you don’t have humans around. Thank you Jesus.