"God leads His dear Children along,
Some through the waters,
Some through the flood;
Some through the fire,
But all through the blood.
Some through great sorrows, (wait, what? can a good Lord do this?)
But God gives a song,
In the night season and all the day long...
As a turning 25 year old girl, I am so weak with all the peculiarities, pain and hypocrisy of my Christian life. I don't actually know what will happen with me with this kind of writing. I am afraid of errors and bad feedback so please be kind to my heart. If ever you are reading this, please feel free to comment. Thanks.
This story is under editing process. I wrote this when I was 14 or 15 years old so forgive my "kajejehang" type of writing and plot. Thank you.
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. lol
You have been warned.