Just a thought

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Just A Thought

What do you call someone who loves someone who he has not seen (not even the picture)...

Like connecting through hearts.

Just one word to qualify him.

Answers were...

1. Stupidity
2. Foolishness
3. Optimist
4. Faith(Biblically)
5. Spiritual Connection

  This is the truth.
  That's what we're. We're the folk up there. We proclaimed to believe in God we've not Seen, not even his picture.
   Atheists call us stupid, foolish.
    Agnostics call us Optimist
    Bible call it Faith
    Spiritual Leaders call it, Spiritual Connection.

All these doesn't matter. What matter is what we call ourselves.
    Same as the lover. What people say about him doesn't matter. What matter is what he say about himself.
    Thanks.

Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Just a thought.

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