Crazy World

Jealousy kills isn't it?

That's not my main point.
Ever thought of waking up in the middle of the night
with God asking you when was the last time you spoke to Him?

Waking up at 6am
thoughts flushing through the brain
it was unbearable.
They were not thoughts that could lead you to sweet dreams
but nightmare.
It was a struggle getting back to sleep.
A 15mins struggle was no good.
The pain was not easing at all.
Tears started to flow and no one's there to wipe them.
But no sooner did I know that He was.
I felt His presence.
It was my second time to felt His presence
mainly because I never wanted to felt Him before.
I knew it was Him who asked me.
I was guilty.
I asked Him to take away the pain.
And He did.
I hugged the Bible and for the first time in a long time,
I spoke to Him truthfully.
Tears continued to flow.
But I felt better.
It was still 6.30am
and I got up to read the Bible.
I felt a need to.
Then I prayed.
And I slept well til noon.