Thursday, 15 September 2011

Dear God, I am so stressful right now. :( feel like going to the top of the high building, shouting out loud at there without any fears, crying freely as no one will see and hear, lying on the floor and staring to the night sky that full with stars, knowing that day is still going to pass, life is still going on, problems are going to be settled down (although it takes some time for it), believing that God is on the control and everything will be fine (alright).

God, You are the one who knows what going on, what happened, how and why. I learnt not to tweet my problem on twitter recently and I think I am dealing with it quite well. I learnt to tell You from heart to heart, surrender to You the God Almighty.

Not forget to mention that God is being so good to me. He is always good. I don't know how to show my gratitude, am just so blessed and grateful beyond any words or measurements. Thank you, God, for not leaving me alone, for showing me the way (track) that I need to go and do, for helping with those things that suddenly popped out, for blessing me with lot of things that I have never thought before. May all the glory just for You, God. <3

But right now, I really feel that I am so weak and fragile. I am on the edge of the valley, and if those pressure comes, I think I will fall down into it. :(

Crying is useless, although I wanted to cry out so much right now. It might make me feel better but can't solve anything.

God, please help me, teach me something through everything that I have gone through or need to go through later on, shape me to become a better person, a better daughter of God, a better Christian. I know right now I am in the training field, I need to go through the battle (process). Please walk with me until the end, until the finish line. Strengthen me with Your power. I might be fall down during the process (like right now), but lift me up, and walk together with me until the very end, till I heard You said : "Well done, Pris, my daughter, the army of God."

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