I ordered a hot chocolate, sat on a pretty comfy couch and listened to a live indie music band performance. Both the chocolate and the music got me relaxed. I was there with friends who threw good conversations. In the middle of listening to music, talking to friends while sipping a cup of chocolate, I thought about God. It was weird.
Monday morning
I flashed my way out of the building in need of a fresh air. I walked toward the jungle and started mumbling and thinking. I was shocked, felt like there were bullets shot right on my head. I exploded but I couldn’t cry. I was mad. I finally stopped walking and talked to God. In the conversation, He laughed at me. I was even more shocked. I asked why He would do that. Then He showed me this picture.
Sunday night
There were only some of us when the band began to play. I felt like we were in the VIP room entertained by a live music performance. It wasn’t long though that more people came in filled this little cafĂ© with their existence and their cigarettes. I was talking to friends about random stuff when suddenly a silly, inappropriate thought slipped into my mind. I think it was because of the chocolate. I was excited but some other thought came in to my mind.
Monday morning
The door closed and they started talking about it. They explained about what happened and that they knew who it might be. They showed me the thing and told me to calm down. I was numb to know that it happened again and it even worse. I shared and we prayed.
Sunday night
Life is fragile, that’s what God said. I knew it, I said as I listened to the band playing some slow songs. I took another sip before I sat quietly.
Tuesday afternoon
“Look at that little beautiful blue planet,” He said. I am above it, I am watching over it. Then, right there, there was a sudden peace filling in my heart. The God above the little blue planet comes up in my mind as I try to recollect the scenes from yesterday. I am thinking through over and over again, to see if there is anything I can do or if there is anything I need to worry about. Yet that peace has brought me to a haven.
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