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"Is that all?"
That was my initial reaction to such a diplomatic answer.
And there were so many replies running through my thoughts that I wanted to fling at him, but they were formed out of anger; and my emotions unstable.
So I didn't reply.
I didn't want to say anything in which I'd intensely regret later on..
That's what it seems like to me - Intense.
Because of me, everything ties up in concentrated knots when it comes to him.
And now I wonder how God will bring me through this. I trust that He will.. It's just the process I think about.
I called daddy to come downstairs just to sit with me.
Sometimes you just want someone to be there.
Not to be questioned about why you’re upset; just hope that someone will be there to do something with you, be around you.
And then there's that amazing worship on the keyboards when I got home..
Heals my heart, and makes it clean to rest in my God once more.
So when I looked at the message in Drafts which I was initially about to send, I'm glad I didn't reply.
That single sentence could have spoiled something that I've been cherishing all along if it wasn't for my Lord to come soothe me.
