The prayer I wrote to God on the paper was answered just a week after 7 months ago. Was God hinting that He wishes me to help the ones in need back then?
Pushed to a mental fork-road of having to choose either myself or guiding and protecting people, the relentlessness to help won over. Is this to train selflessness? Perhaps.
I know it's His plan. The glimmers of blinding light that shines through when the darkness starts to cave in like a suddenly-overturned bucket of water; it never just happened once. He who swoops down as I near the limit. I'm forever grateful.
A further course of refining. I'll obediently take up all the challenges. I'll help. Even to the extent of being broken and mended again. I'll do whatever it takes.
My love for people.
Thank you, Carol.
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