It’s my version of creating a mountain out of a molehill.
Mine’s creating a bonfire out of a birthday candle.
Ain’t that so much better in terms of imageries?

Time and time again He’s been so kind to me.
Too kind.
I just don’t know why I still don’t trust Him with my days and nights.

He sends me angels when I screw myself up just because.
Then I’m cured and I start questioning about who He sends.
The grass is always greener on the other side.

I am longing for that day when I won’t question Him.
When will that be?
Until then, he just keeps sending me more angels.

Beautiful wings.
Comforting warmth for me to be enveloped in.
Different streaks, variant in colours – same mission.

Repair my questioning heart.
Mend my muddled head.
Pick up the dropped baton for me so I can continue running.

I was overwhelmed.
Then scared.
And everything falls into place.

To Vic: for the millionth time – thank you.
I don’t know how you always manage to come in at the right time.
Always.

To You: You just showed me how much You want me close to You.
Badly. I want to too.
I’m getting there. I hope Your hands will always be outstretched for me.

Another imagery:-
A full deck of cards. One by one revealed to me.
Eager me wants to see everything. But He has the upper hand.

I’m glad.
I wanted to feel You.
And I did. In a hard way. Lesson taken. Thank You.

Whatever it takes.
I will. Just to feel You.
I hit my head hard. But thank You for answering my prayers.

This break I want to look for You.
I want to look for the beauty You’re offering to me.
I want to keep learning, keep discovering.

I want to soar high.
I want to be disciplined, and be obedient.
I want to be. What You want me to be.