The staircase that I climb everyday, spiraling down, is a metaphor of how I feel. Why do people misunderstand each other? Why the different intangible distances among humans? Carrying the weight of the world is emotionally exhausting. Sitting alone in a quiet room, immersing myself in such emotions is my illusion of feeling all the world's problems.

Yet, I remind myself that as a human being, and being a believer in Christ, I should exercise self-control (Gal 5:22-23). Instead of walloping myself in my deepest emotions, I want to step up and tell myself that it is okay, my emotions will heal. I should use my emotions for the good of people. I believe that I have been given this personality for a reason. (Yes, only a small % of people are INFJs) And with this confidence, anchor myself in the love of Christ, replacing self-induced sorrow with His unconditional love.

Armed with His love, I want to do anything and everything in Christ.