Maranathatalks

Make me an instrument of your peace Where there is hatred let me show love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is despair, hope. Where there is darkness, light. And where there is sadness, joy. Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console. To be understood as to understand. To be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive. It is in pardoning that we are pardoned. It is in dying that we are born to eternal life. (Jenifer Chalk)

TWO How could i be doing this with a total stranger, a guy. I’ve never had a close relationship with a guy before. My uncle never had a son and i was the only child of my parents at ten. Though my mum was pregnant during the accident.Who knows,it might have been a boy if not for fate.We finally sat down on the stools provided opposite each other in the cafeteria.A plump lady in charge gave us the menu.I decided to go for a snack and tamarind drink since it had the lowest price on the list.Jude glared at me and shook his head in disapproval when he saw what i ordered.He collected the menu from my hands and told the lady to bring what he ordered for two. Then he said to me”What you chose wasn’t my treat at all,how would you get that voluptuous body if you keep eating things like this and looking thin”.Thin?Was i so thin...and what did he mean by voluptuous body. I’m not about getting something like that. The lady brought the food and we started eating in silence.I prayed the silence