Me: Why are things the way they are ?
God: There's a reason for everything

Me: Oh yea, tell me
God: In due time

Me:Honestly, i really dun wanna know, i just want it my way
God: My ways are higher

Me: Yah, then why am i suffering so much misery
God: Trials and tribulations come to mould character

Me: Oh yea, and if this carries on, i'm gonna go mad and not have any spirit left to mould
God: Come to me all who are weary and i will give you rest

Me: Yah, wat do u think i'm doing talking to you?
God: Den why do you doubt

Me: Cos nothing seems to be happening, it seems worse now
God: Why is it worse now ?

Me: .. fine, but you can't expect me to turn cold all of a sudden right ?
God: Insulate yourself from the world but not isolate

Me: And if i continue to insulate, i'm gonna wear out soon
God: My grace is sufficent for you

Me: Doesn't seem so right now..
God: U have not surrendered to my will !!

Me: i... i want to but..
God: yes??

Dear God, i need your help, i am unable to do this on my own, carry me and let me soar on wings like eagles, let me run and not grow weary, God you promised !!! But i keep getting reminded of it, of how much i want it, God give me an extra portion of grace to withstand the temptation please ? God, i dunno who to talk to but you, everything else has it's complications, and i'm afraid i might hurt others if i confide in them. So hear i am, please dun leave me alone in this.