Runaway, runaway like a prodigal...

I get goosebumps just listening to this....
Exactly what I felt eversince Thursday, seeping in slowly..
It's all right to handle things if our emotions are intact, so here I go walking
down the same path again.
This time I am not alone.
I have Him and that is all I shall ever need.

On a separate note, my colleague from KL gave birth to a healthy baby girl of 3.53kg by C-section.
She and her husband, who is also my colleague are overjoyed.Actually more that overjoyed. Delirious I say. I feel so happy for them. May God bless them abundantly.

All right, back to the song.............

We say good-bye
I turn my back
Run away, run away
So predictable
Not far from here
You see me crack
Like a bone, like a bone
I'm so breakable

And I take everything from you
But you'll take anything
Won't you?

Run away, run away
Like a prodigal
Don't you wait for me
Don't you wait for me
So ashamed, so ashamed
But I need you so
And you wait for me
And you wait for me

I'm on the road
To who knows where?
Look ahead, not behind
I keep saying
There's no place to go
Where you're not there
On your rope, I hold tight
But it's freeing

And I take everything from you
But you'll take anything
Won't you?

Run away, run away
Like a prodigal
Don't you wait for me
Don't you wait for me
So ashamed, so ashamed
But I need you so
And you wait for me
And you wait for me

Everybody wants to be right
But only if it's not day light?
I keep trying to find my way back
My way back

Run away, run away
Like a prodigal
Don't you wait for me
Don't you wait for me
So ashamed, so ashamed
But I need you so
And you wait for me
And you wait for me

Runaway
Runaway
Runaway
From you
From you
From you

-Prodigal- One Republic

Many times I feel like a prodigal. I did not heed His advice. I go against what He wants me to do.
And in the end I suffer the consequences. Yet, although how bad things seem to be, lessons are learnt and we too change for the better.
So much that we look at things in many different perspectives.
Open to arguments,
but slow to judgements.
The kind of respect we want is the kind of respect we give.
So when I run, it does not mean I am afraid.
There can be only be one reason...
That is to feel safe.