Innocence is Bliss

January 26, 2009

I spend  my sunday Mornigs at church with my family…and most of the time my mind wanders off  when the priest starts with the sermon,don’t get me wrong,I do my best to understand what he’s saying,but the priest is old and I talian and has a funny accent that I can barely understand…anyway, I saw this cute 4 yr. old (guesstimation) girl sitting next to her momma eating  junk food while staring at the ceiling,I saw the fascination in her eyes when she saw a bird flew by (yes,even birds go to church)…and I smiled…I remembered the times when my father took me to church when I was about her age…I felt a little sad ,beacause thanks to porn and the inevittable fact the devil will eventually influence our mind to commit sin over and over again, I can never be that naive and innocent ever…again…sometimes I wish that even for a day,I wouldn’t have to worry about anything and just go back to being a kid ,without a care in the world, just eating and sleeping and just being soft and cute…*sigh*

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