Conversations with God (Book 1 of With God Trilogy)

April 22, 2018

Happy Sunday!

Thank you Lord for this day. Another day that we went to church altogether. We worshipped altogether. We ate lunch altogether. It was really pure joy spending time with my family.

Tim would be celebrating his 5th birthday next week. I wonder where will Aunt Helen invite us. Beach? Garden? Fancy resto? I may be wishing a grand birthday. But I know Aunt Helen loves simple birthdays. Riley on the other hand, learned to play drums a bit by her classmate and she was excited to let me hear her rock/worship songs. Aunt Helen, always the kind aunt, gave us a box of sweet strawberry cupcakes. Daddy Joseph, always playing with Tim. He was like Tim's father. Dad was doing okay?

"I wonder if he met Mr. Kelly." I thought, while looking at him, playing basketball with Tim. Mom stopped my gaze. "Hey, Janice. Want some?"

"Oh yeah, that chicken pops. What a nice treat for dinner!"

And mom, my mom. No words. I just love her. I know she gets irritated or disappointed at me sometimes but I just realized that's how moms are. Even if you do silly things, and they punish you. It is because they love you. Oh. I remember the pastor's sermon a while ago, God as a parent, disciplines His children because He loves them. Our parents want us to learn the lessons behind what we do. I remember when I was a kid and mom would not help me figure out why in the world it is bad to stick your tongue out in front of your enemies, uhm not enemies, my classmates who fought with me. She told me a good saying, "Show love even if it hurts you." That is the saying I still keep up to now. That is why I never fight anymore. Haha, not really. I usually ask God to give me patience in dealing with these things. And dad, I remember him leaving me at the other side of the street and told me to cross the street alone. He watched as I shake my knees, seeing the huge trucks and fast cars that pass me. I got scared but when I looked at him, he was there cheering for me. My first step wasn't right because a quick motorcycle passed by but thank God that the motorcycle curved its way. I tried the second time and I get to walk in pace with the other people passing and I hugged dad.

"Nice job, sweetheart." Dad smiled at me after I conquered my fear.

"Hey, Janice!" a voice called.

"Huh? What? Yeah?" I said, raising my eyebrows, finding who said that.

"Tim is looking for you." Dad exclaimed.

"It's dinner time!" Tim called.

"Oh yeah, sorry. Let's go!" I closed my notebook, carried myself up, and ran to the kitchen.