Friday, February 05, 2010
235. @ 10:35 pm
No matter how much I don't believe in reprimands, I forgive you - for humiliating us, for putting us at a loss and for causing us to be late for lesson.
No matter how much I may hate you now, I will still try my best to love you anyway because I believe in a gracious heavenly Father who will never treat his beloved children with menace and authority.
No matter how much I don't believe in your very fake smiles and make-up, I'm still going to try to trust you anyway.
No matter how much you may not think of me, I promise you I'm going to show that I have just about as much potential as my Abba has, just because I inherit His genes and just because I'll have to face you until the end of my Secondary school life.
You don't seem to appreciate anything I do anymore. Doubt me. I dare you, continue to doubt me.