
I am a missionary doctor in the making. It is my passion to draw marginalized, sick, and desolate people into a red-hot worship of God.

I am God's treasured possession. Though many times I've been on shifting sands, I'm like a clay being molded, continuously shaped into perfection, continually sanctified by the Greatest Potter ever.

I am not perfect, but I choose to be holy. I am not holier than anyone else, but I am part of the royal priesthood.

I am a Wesleyan-Arminian in Soteriology. I believe in the Sovereignty of God in all aspects, and that only by grace can we enter His Kingdom. I have security in Jesus.

I am Carlomer, born from loving parents, blessed with three beautiful sisters.

I am a friend. And I treasure you if you are one to me. I don't care of having you as a friend. I care about me, being a friend to you, and you being a friend to me.

I am so much contented of what I have now... of WHO I have in my life. I couldn't imagine myself being separated from the one that I love... again... My love for her exists in the deepest abyss of the heart, in tame eyes that speak of wild imaginations, in the softest caress that brings about the most powerful touch, and usually, in the simplest "I love you"s, "I miss you"s, and "Take care"s...

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