Oh dear, why can’t every day be like Thursday night when God felt so close and so real? All of a sudden He seems so far away.

I got off at the Serene Centre bus stop today. The last time I alighted there was for Relish. My stomach sort of got all twisted and I breathed in deeply before walking the path. It was funny; funny how things have turned out. So different, so fast that I just had to ask God “where did I go wrong? where did we go wrong?” Quite silly questions you’d might say and I wouldn’t hesitate to agree whole heartedly.

I want a second chance. I want to move on. I need to know God’s forgiven me. But I think I haven’t forgiven myself.