Sunday, May 30, 2010 @ 11:27 PM
God, You know I want this very much. It's the highest hope I've every placed in my life. God, I pray that You're answering my prayers; I pray that this dream my mine will come true. I know Your plans for me are not to harm me, Lord, but to make me grow. God, I pray that this will be part of Your plan and only You can make my dream come true. If it is Your will that this dream of mine is to be shattered into a million pieces, God, then let your will be done. But God, You know I really really want this and I pray that You'll grant my wish, Lord. I have faith in You, Lord, because I know miracles happen - the blind could see; the lame could walk - but they only happen through You, God. Father in Heaven, I hope You're listening to my pleas and hearing my cries. God, I long for You and I need You to be with me. Please, make it happen, Father. Amen.
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The bombshell my mum dropped was devastating. I think I heard my heart broke. I couldn't concentrate when my piano teacher was teaching and I'd played my pieces badly. Scales were the worst - it was horrible. I didn't even finish my theory homework; it was obvious that my teacher wasn't happy but she still smiled the whole time. A tight one, I'd say.
I can't help it; I'm on the verge of tears.
