It's a funny thing, trust. Just the other day my dad was driving me to dance practice during the peak hour. He didn't take the usual route to school, but he went on a route that seemed to be leading away from school. I didn't question why, i just kept wondering why he chose to go down this road. Eventhough i wanted to question him if he was going the wrong way, i believed that he would send me to school eventually. off course it didn't help that i was already late and somehow he was going further and further away from our destination. still i kept quiet.

It was only when he somehow ended up at clementi road that i realised my dad only took a different route that i did not know of. He didn't tell me anything, that he's going by a completely different route, he just brought me.

Isn't that sometimes how God is like with us? I may not be able to understand what i'm going through, and perhaps God is keeping quiet, but He'll never harm us, and He knows where He's taking us.

another humanly aspect of trust.. it hurts when one doesn't trust you enough and misunderstands.. R.O.P.B.


never like this before.. 
alone..
only You..