Silence Says It All

My room.

September 14, 2007

11:06 pm

God

The Throne of the Almighty

Heaven

Dear Father,

I definitely don’t want to practice writing sad stories here because I don’t want to remember. Father, you know that you’re the only one I can lean on. I’m having or I’ve been having one of the toughest moments. But I chose to divert my attention. Now, help. It’s yours. I don’t want to live in agony nor fear. You said, blessed is the man who trusts in you. So here I am. Trusting you. I may sound hopeless, but people, though sad to admit needs to be hopeless many times just to remember your being the God of the impossible. I may have people around me, but at the end of each day, before I close my eyes, in my heart, I know you’re the only one for me. I’ve shed a great amount of tears this past season, so writing you this time is waterless. I guess, this is not a letter of complaint but a letter of submission. You are the chief engineer. You are the master planner. I always remember what you said to me on my way home “hindi kita pababayaan”. I believe you. These tough times will pass. I trust you. And after the storm you will rebuild Israel. So here I am, a ruined Israel. Ready to be rebuilt. Gather the stones Oh Father. Embrace my soul. Tears are superficial. But silence says it all.

And I don’t care what people say to me about “us” because the way I discovered you is just specially between us. You taught me yourself, although painfully. I need scars to remember. Protect me Father in heaven.

Holding on to You alone,