When we arrived home, I was able to talk to him again. The conversation went good. No tears, no sad thoughts. We tried to lighten up the conversation. He even said that we should just laugh because that's all we can do now. So that night went well. I was able to talk to him just like the old times, we had random conversations, sharing random and funny things, typical kulitan, but of course, guarded. My twin's definitely back.
The next day, I felt like everything is still normal not until the moment when I was praying for him. Suddenly tears roll down. I can't help but to cry while praying. Asking God to give me a strong heart so I'll be able to endure this pain.
I really don't know what will happen for the coming months. I want to spend time with him while we can. But of course, I can't just decide on my own. I can't be just easily carried away with my emotions. I need God's direction. I'm praying to God to give us the chance to bond before he leaves.
Parting ways is one of the things that I don't like. But what else can I do? I can't just cry everyday and make my life miserable because he's leaving soon. I need to accept the truth. I know God has a higher purpose why he let things happen this way. I just need to hold on to His promise.
Perhaps the reason he was separated from you for a little while was that you might have him back for good. (Philemon 1:15)Life goes on. I need to be strong.
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