In fact, day and night, I wonder to myself, if I could have done anything to make you stay?
But I realised, ulimately, the decision is entirely up to you.
You think this is going to be an emo post?
Well, no.
But the Holy Spirit has emotions too.
He can be grieved.
And my spirit is grieved.
I saw you today, and you looked different.
You don't carry the same smile, the same warmth, the same light-heartedness.
Now, your smile seems a little frigid, i sense coldness, and a heavy heart.
Our conversations aren't really the same anymore.
We used to be able to talk about such faith-filled things, about our lives in the future, about what we want to do for God, about how we're gonna reach out to our friends.
I felt like I couldn't even talk about these things with you anymore.
And all I could do was to pray, and pray, and pray and pray.
That I'll see you back in the race, grabbing that baton and running the marathon like we used to do together.
That the same smile, warmth, light-heartedness and faith would return.
Everyone has to go through this period of their lives, when they feel cold, dry, tired and disillusioned.
I went through that no long ago myself.
Perhaps you're going through something different, I don't know.
But one thing I do know.
Everytime I feel this way, I blast some praise songs, fill my spirit with faith, and read smses from my Pastors and leaders which can melt even the hardest, iciest hearts.
I'm always gonna be there for you.
We love you, Fifi, Dom, Pastors and I.
You're gonna make it, you've such a great future ahead of you.
If these are our thoughts, how much greater are God's towards you?
His hand is still reaching out to you.
Don't be afraid to take it.
Love you.