30 Cruel Reality phrases that don’t hide the truth

I thank the Lord for dignity.

I am the daughter of the prince of hosts, He who shook hell from Heaven. So there’s nothing that can stop me or stop me.

Wipe the tears that run down your face. My love for you is not small.

Enough of disillusionment, suffering and evil. Rescue from my heart what’s left of kindness.

Addiction takes my calm, cabrage speeds me up. The devil steals the soul, hell kidnaps me.

It doesn’t matter if the favela cries, what matters is you smile.

Maybe another day here from the streets I can, my brothers. To narrate a new, less violent daily life.

Lord, wet our people with your rain.

That it is for him to learn that all glory belongs only to you.

Let me feel the breeze in the air. Let me smile, let me think.

Let me dream of a more beautiful world, just don’t let the waves destroy my castles.

I don’t know if trickery is a miniseries or a story, but I know that the career, partner, is without glory…

Let me love, let me try, At least once, don’t hold me hostage today, no.

I’m alone, partner, and it sucks. With my fate, no one else cares.

Where is the light that comes from the sky? Where is Jesus to judge this defendant more?

Nobody lives forever, not even the craziest monsters.

You who always believed, dedicated yourself, now see what’s left.

Here comes doubt and uncertainty, in a matter of seconds the fortress collapses.

God has delivered me several times from the clutches of the enemy.

I for you, you for me and may God be praised. I lifted my head and with faith I went to war.

I thank you for visiting, thank God I still have family, I have some acquaintances, I have a shovel.

The flowers in the garden turned to ashes… It’s still far from healing wounds, who knows all this for God will end one day… Maybe one day…

Brother, Jesus loves you and your name is written in the book of life.

When He wants a soul, He makes a point of rescuing it from the depths of hell.

For a few days now, I’ve been getting a little confused, does God want me or does He want money and profit?

If it’s not for love, it will be for the pain for those who spit on the words of the Lord.

You’re gone, you didn’t even say goodbye to me. She looked back, signed… Life is like that.

Life is a merry-go-round, it became clear. And often the taste of honey is bitter.

No fakes, no massage, no makeup.

Don’t leave to say you love me, after I’m gone, I’m going to suffer too much.