There are a lot of things that life offered me. There are a lot of reasons and expectations. Every single day I always find my way to breath and do my stuffs. I used to be a materialistic person but somehow I wanted to find my way back to real living. I hate what is happening to me. It’s been a long time since I worshiped Him so true. I must miss Him more, than missing the person I love most. I must miss Him than missing the games I used to play. I must miss His presence and guidance. I must miss His love and care. I must miss His words that made me stand throughout each day. He’s really my true friend ever. No matter what I do He always guide me and even though I forget Him, He always remember me. He’s really there whenever I need Him. It’s really a moment to remember being with Him. He’s my Friend, my Father, my Lord and my Savior. I miss you, Jesus.
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