Prayers
Last night was a struggle to sleep. I’ve never had any trouble sleeping since I started yoga but my body isn’t listening to my breath this time. All I can think about right now is “why”.
One of the advice that I got was to pray. Honestly, I was never a fan of praying until this year. I was born Catholic but somehow the idea of praying never excited me before. I thought that every prayer that I sent out to God was never answered and came to point that almost never believed in His existence. (I’m not blaming my courses in college, but sometimes they do have a point) Now, here I am… talking about prayers and how it helped me got through the night. I get to have a sense of comfort knowing that despite this crazy ideas that I have in mind, I can rest my head and leave everything to Him. My prayers are just like my secrets… something that I have never shared with anyone else except Him. For a girl with trust issues, it’s good to know that my secrets are safe with Him. I don’t always ask for what I want, on most days… I prayed for the people I love and the people I loved. I have always prayed that they would always be safe and that they would find their happiness. Some has happened already, some never materialized at all. I wonder if God is just taking His time or preparing something bigger for them. In my case, I realise He did not give me what I want. I’m unsure of the reason and maybe, I’ll never find out… but I’m hoping that it’ll be for a bigger purpose. Can you pray for me too? I really need it now.
