Fearing The Drift



I'm dealing with it.

It's not like it has never happened before. Truly, only God knows why I'm feeling this way. I'm not hiding it from Him...it would be stupid to do so, anyway.

If it's just the absence, I can probably say that time will take away the achings. But it's the uncertainty after the period and beyond that is causing me to fluster a little whenever it comes to my mind.

I tried to be all cool about it. But deep inside I'm fearing the drift. I find myself involuntarily sighing whenever I think about how bad things seems to have evolved.

It's so depressing...

The only thing I can do now is...pray. It's not for me to push anyway. I'm not in the position to do so. It's a personal choice.

Abba Father, keep us near. You see everything down the road. You know our hearts for You created us. Grace to protect us against hardening of the heart. Grace to cause our ears to hear Your voice, our eyes to see how much we truly need You. Sometimes we are so self-sufficient, we may forget Your goodness.

Let us never forget that You are the One who holds everything in our life together. If not for You, whatever we do would just be vanity, and grasping for the wind.

Abba Father, You are my world...

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