My relationship with God is beyond special. Today was not the first time I wrote a letter to Him. I have been doing this all my life.
Just like every other turn, today I had a lot to say. A lot. So much going on outside. So much going on inside. I looked at my diary and pen with jillions of thoughts in the head.
When I started scrubbing that blank paper, I turned out thoughtless. I didn’t know what to write. I was in dilemma what He actually wants to hear from me. It was a strange and awkward feeling.
I again sat quiet and gave it a moment. There was a battle between dozens of doubtful questions and resentful self responses.
I ended up with this:
Thank you. Thank you for everything.“
Just like every other instance, He smiled at me. And I could clearly visualize how He did this.
Just like every other time.