Sigh...I Don't Know.

i spent my weekend thinking.
and i realise it's difficult to stay angry with God.

maybe it's like that with the ones you love. it may take time, but no matter how irrational or incomprehensible the fight, you still find something, somewhere in you, to let it go.

or maybe it was the endless string of prodigal son references with which i was being bombarded in church.

i guess, deep inside me, i know i will have to turn back to God. i don't know how long it will take, but i know it's turn i will eventually make.

except that sometimes, i feel like God telephones me to come home, but then latches the door from the inside.

so that i cannot get in even if i have the key.

i don't know. i don't know anymore.