THE CONVERSATION

I've been a bit quiet since Monday, because a lot has happened since then. I've been making visits into my past and because of that past trauma seems to have resurfaced again.

Fear. Why do people fear? Why did God let such feeling to even exist? 

Its existence is to add meaning when finding the right strength.

What if people give up, even before they started, because of fear?

Would you give up on something that holds the rope to your life?

You don't understand Lord. We are mere creatures with weaknesses. Some of us just don't have the choice. 

I created you. And I did not forget to insert options in your life. 

Jesus, I am scared. So scared that sometimes I thought of running away from it all. I even thought suicide. 

Yes. Yes you did thought it all. But you are still here. You are still breathing and you are still with me.