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On a Serious note..

On a Serious Note -
                                    paul vattikuti
One day I got up early in the morning.I don't know why but I made my mood to take a selfie.As I clicked my photo and saw it,I wasn't quite impressed by it.Exotic hairstyle,tapered eyes did not make me look good.As I got up from my Bed I brushed my teeth and went into the kitchen to make for myself a cup of coffe,which resulted in addition of excessive sugar .I made a omlet for myself which had a dark spot on it.Oh my consciousness  had failed me again...i had burned it.Eating it the either way I went to bath.Coming back as I knelt down to pray,I uttered my words which were not quite professional.I read the bible eventhough not getting much of it.As I was on my way to the college I encountered a small girl starring at me in hope of some money.I had nothing much ,but I gave her something and I prayed for her making myself look weird among the crowd.As I finished praying I opened my eyes just to see people looking at me("what is that boy doing") huh..to avoid any awkward silence I stepped my legs forward.Coming back home from a tiredfull day ,I slashed my bag and took hold of my guitar.I played it eventhough I did not sound well .i played Jesus's songs for sometime and kept it again aftermy family shouted me to.After having my dinner I sat on my bed.It was bed time.Just before closing my eyes I prayed."Thank u God for everything"
Eventhough I did not mean it.The problems which I faced today were distracting my mind.There after I realized something."Jesus waited for me in the morning so that I could begin the day by speaking to him ,It meant that he was always ready to see my weirdest face of the morning.howmuch ever I was not a good chef he was there with me sitting at the table so that he could watch me eating.How much ever I got in awkward situation he was there to stand with me.(if it would have been my friends they would have fleed to avoid shame).How much ever bad I sung he was always ready to hear me singing while my family regreted it!! TODAY I know..no matter what Jesus is There with me everytime... then let me look like anything i will praise God,Let me prayer eventhough i dont have best of my words,let me read eventhough i dont have a good sight,let me sing eventhough i dont have a good voi ce..cause am not doing it for people but wholeheartedly for my saviour..No matter who I am ,what I am,what quality do I posses he will be with me..Thats my Christ ..my Saviour..i love you Lord.

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