He said: “Dont give up just yet.”
He tries to comfort me as usual, and then recalls people who have endured for years, for the sake of love and commitment- some of them, for me.
I was not yet convinced, and answered, “Can you give me something to hold on to?”
“Then Ask Me.” He replied without hesitation.
I utttered words I did not thought about yet came from my heart at that time.
I then found him silent. I remained silent with him for seconds – trying to grasp what he feels; but I couldn’t. Was he sad? Was I too immature? Does that gesture mean a YES or a NO to my request?
Now this conversation with God keeps repeating itself for the past days. I’m praying I’d be wise enough until I learn the best thing to ask.