Ardent longings.

A simple conversation I had with my maker, some time back....

Me: Did I screw it up?
Him: Yes you did
Me (Feeling really guilty) : HOW? What can I do?
Him: **silence**
Me: How?
Him: I'm with you
Me: Yes I know, so?
Him: I will take care of it.
Me: you sure?
Him: yes. I will do it with you. And I will see you through it.

There are days, I felt as if I could die from a major boo boo. There are days, when I screw up something so precious to me, I feel like killing myself. There are days when I want to shut myself from every single human being and just retreat to a corner with him.

And there are days, when my heart reminds me of an ardent longing for a tangible love. I ask him, how God? You love me, yes I know, but who is that someone who really love me in a way that I will feel love?

You know sometimes the way he love us through people is touching. Gifts, or affirmations from love ones.

But the best moment is, when he spoke to our heart directly.
Nothing beats affirmation and encouragement from him directly.

If you get what I say, good for you.
If you don't I hope one day you get it.