MADE FROM HER FATHER- 1

 

Dear God,

Give me the grace to stay at your feet.

I would be lying if I say it’s not tiring how one day I could be winning and the other day, I could be losing; having absolutely nothing in my name. 

I hate it when my faith fails, when I am mad at result and I refuse to behold your face. When I am asking why and you can hear, but you tell me nothing except stay near. Why should I stay? I sometimes wonder. 

I ask that you give me the grace again to stay even when I don’t understand why. Because staying saves me from falling. Falling deeply into myself. Into my misery, into my thoughts.

So help me stay, I don’t understand why, but help me stay. Give me the grace to stay at your feet because if I leave your presence, oh, if I leave this secret place, I would so sink.

Dear God, today? Give me the grace to stay at your feet!!!

Yours truly, 

Your daughter, Olu