The moderator gave us a phrase and we were free to write about anything that we wanted to. Time given to write was 10 minutes.
The phrase was : "The End of the Day"
I was so sure that what I had, what I
believed in was enough. Was strong enough. Little that I know I had never been
more wrong in my life. Believing in him, wanting to be apart of him desperately
could not even cut it anymore. I never knew having faith takes so much yet I
felt like I was giving too little.
It was not until I met Him that I realised
that I was giving the wrong gift. I was desperately looking for the approval
that I never received.
Little that I know that it was not physical
gift that he wanted. It was an emotional appreciation that I had been receiving
all along.
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