It's almost a year. May 9, 2008. I don't dream of her as much these days, but I still desire to see her and hear her voice again... I'll see her again, when I return to the Father. Mum, see you then... I still miss you a lot...
I just want to love God, but worldly things keep pulling me back. At times, I'm very tired falling into the same sinful trap again and again. And yet everytime after I've decided not to fall again, I fall.
Am I too weak, or are the voices tempting just too strong?
I await for the one whom He would send, for me to love and adore, and to journey with me to His promised Kingdom.
