Stilliprayforyou Stories

📖 STILL, I PRAY FOR YOU by chrmwrites They called me the golden girl. The Christian girl who had it all - the grades, the glow, the God. But no one ever asked if I was tired. I left the Philippines with a degree, an aching heart, and a prayer I never stopped whispering: "Lord, if he's not for me, please help me forget. But if he is... then please, don't let me meet him again... until I'm ready." It's been seven years. I'm now a Engineer in France - successful, untouchable, and healed... or so I thought. Until a camp invitation forced me to fly home. Until I saw the name of the other speaker. Until I saw him. Caleb Ethan Leon. My first love. The only man I ever pushed away to protect him from my brokenness. Now we're back where it all started - worship nights, youth bonfires, testimonies... And all the unsaid things between us still hanging in the air. But this time, he's not the boy who held my hand in prayer. He's the man who might not wait anymore. And I? I'm the girl who still prays for him... Even if he no longer prays for me.