a woman after God's heart

Doubt. She visits me every now and then. With her best friend called Memories. And Unforgiveness tag along. One question Doubt always asks me. "How sure are you?" And it silenced me. Then I hear an echo in my head. "How SURE are you?" Because of Doubt, I lost Trust.  Without Trust, Security left me. Without Security, I do not have Peace. I become Defensive And I do not own Love. And when that happens, Doubt visits the other person.

Each time I finish his book, I sigh and say a short prayer in my heart.  One more day. The memories of the ones you have lost keep them alive.  And secrets.. they tear you apart. And the purest love you can see is your mother. God, I pray I won't end up like Charlie who only lived after he faced death. 

To the worried doctor, let him listen to your heart.  To the worried doctor, let him read your ECG. To the worried doctor, let him be your friend. To the worried doctor, I am blessed to have you as my friend. Thank you doctor for worrying. I am touched.