Daily Notes for God

Start by writing a Diary for God

after school finished I did not go straight home, I was sad because my friends knew about the state of my parents. I thought maybe no one would ever want to be friends with me again. I was silent while walking down the street but I didn't know the direction.

Along the way I walked, I just fell silent while looking at the people around me. Arrived , I approached an old grandmother selling books, but the shape of the book is unique so I was interested to see it.

"Grandmother, the book is unique", I like". (with a smile looking at the book that the grandmother sells)

"yes, son".. You want to buy from earlier no one has bought this grandmother's book. (say the grandmother)

"Neck's diary" (thinking, why I never thought of keeping a diary).

" yes son, you can pour all your heart into this book"

"What is this book about?"

"It's cheap to 25 RB "

"emmm...I only have 20Rb Grandpa, less 5 RB again grandma".

" Yeah specifically you're the first grandma buyer today grandma kasi same discount you"..

" thank you, Grandma"(with a happy smile)

I rushed back home, because it was almost night. When I got home, I went home and prepared dinner for the two of us

"ma, I'm sorry Nikita came home last night, because Nikita bought a book"

" it's okay", yeah, you take a shower let's have dinner"

Finished my shower and my mom had dinner together with the potluck.

"Sir, my mother had been able to work in a jaya advanced company, but my mother was just an ordinary staff.but not an important problem mama could work, but, and be with you (with a sweet smile on me)

"no matter mah, whatever your mother's work and whatever our circumstances, I still accept ma"

"thank you, Nik, by the way, how was your school today".

"aaaaa is good, as always, all of Niki's lessons are good, same with friends (while in my heart said I did not dare to tell my mother about what really happened)

after eating, I rushed to my room. I opened the bag and took the book I bought from my grandmother.

I remember the words of the grandmother, that if we keep a diary then a little bit of our feelings are relieved. I want to make a note of what.

about 15 minutes passed I just looked at the book, and arrived out of nowhere I wanted to keep a diary for God.

"*God ... Today I want to tell you, Lord I'm sad, why god this must happen to me, why should my family experience God.

I didn't turn on you, but I just asked.

I want my family to be as whole as ever 'where do I go with the two of them. I don't want to see you sad because of papa*."

even though I briefly noted my complaints, I felt a little relieved because I could pour it. It didn't feel too late at night, I went to bed.