Wednesday, 12 December 2012


I try very hard not to let the lack of numbers affect me and what I do.

But when it's down to just a handful of people, it's hard not to keep count.

Thinking I'm alone won't help anybody, won't help anything.

But it's hard not to feel alone.

It's hard to forgive people who leave to go after their own dreams and ambitions.

It's hard to understand why people don't think of the people left behind.

These thoughts make me question my motivations.

To feel or not to feel...

Is that the right question?

What's the right question?

Or what's the right answer?

It's hard to think when I'm feeling down.

It's hard to be thankful for what I have when what I don't have is so glaring.

It's hard to be victorious when I feel so defeated.

It's hard to encourage one another when we each need encouragement ourselves.

I wish people would leave properly.

I wish people would at least stop to THINK before they leave.

I wish people would stop to ENCOURAGE those left behind before they leave.

I wish people would stop saying, 

"God will provide"


"There's still who-and-who around"

while they happily up and leave.

Irresponsible statements.

I wish everyone would just stop leaving.