TeeWai

ME: God, I have a few things I need to speak to you about. Lately, you just feel so far. Allowing me go through so much on my own. GOD: hmmmmmm ME: My life is crazy, I look in the mirror and all I see are pieces of me, like a tale told by different narrators. I feel torn apart. And you say hmmmmm? GOD: What will you rather I said? ME: That I will be fine! That you will fix me! That I am worth more than I feel! That my life will count…..you feel me? GOD: Feel you? I made you! I have said all those to you already and much more. When last did you take a look at my words to you? My attempt to remind you is silenced by your self-doubt and the falsehood of what you call reality. I foresaw your pain and I made provision in advance. ME: Why is it so hard then? GOD: Well that’s because that’s all you are looking at, so that’s all you can see. ME: easy for you to say, am the one who feels the shame, fear, guilt, hurt and emptiness. You just stay there being almighty and perfect. GOD: I