I think it was so scary. Why there is no alley to escape? Why there should be an obstacle to preclude your hope?

Pray? To pray? To be prayed? is it an answer or indeed! that’s the answer.

Let me describe this fact: This year..how often did i allocate a “BIBLE” time to cover and start my day?

Was it more interesting, investigating my timelines -schedule?- / -someone’s routine?- besides making relationship with God ??

Maybe this, which often invade my mind, my point of view.

My ‘holy’ last year seems incoherent:

- 23.00 ~ late: Grip my bb, adjust the alarm…hmmm 06.30

- 06.30: Sleigh bells ring..is Bestman listening? Ya, but a devil revolts and take control my thumb. snooze OR DISMISS. how dull >,<

- 4-5 hours later: Well, hell-o the sun is angry and a lump of slobber still surrounds my reek mouth. iyuh. 

So, what else? I’m genuinely lost. God, i’m terribly sorry