Truth is, i like to think i am a strong person, my thoughts have influenced people's opinion of me. today im like the softest strongest person, i am strong because i know how to hold my own when everything around is falling, i am strong because i know how to put up a smiling face even when all else seems to be going wrong. i am strong because sometimes i am faced with turmoils, temptations and i always fall, only for me to stand up again stronger than before.
My mom always told me i was a lucky child, and i believed her, i walked around feeling i was the world's luckiest being, how wrong was i. in my self deciet, i lost faith in God, and all else began to fall apart, i realised i was not so lucky, i realised that maybe, just maybe God was fed up with me. i was too young to be thinking these thoughts, yet they were all that seemed to cloud my every day musings. i remember thinking i was going to die at a particular time, that was last year, i was so scaed of death and was determined to cheat God out of that course, i mean every one was dying around me, it was only w\normal i followed, but i did not. i was kept by him, and suddenly i can see the end of the turnel
yes i am a lucky child, it has been proved to me time and time again, he is with me. My heavenly father is wit me.
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