Last Conversation With God

From the Fifth Tri-Short Story Collection Death in Years, Years In Life

Timothy saw the lizard lying on the ground and went to touch it. The lizard moved. He noticed that its neck was broken, but it wasn’t dead, not yet. He didn’t move it and went back daily to look at it. And every time he went back to look, the lizard had moved from its original location.

Day three he went back and the lizard was dead. Maybe he wanted to die alone and didn’t want to be bothered. Rest in peace. Some are always saying that to the dead, but what about the living? he asked himself. Some of them are not resting in peace, not living it. The world keeps them awake and restless. But what about me? he asked himself as he moved the lizard and buried it. What about the world and me?

“What about it?” Barnie, his friend asked.

“What’s my relationship with it? How do I allow it to influence my life?”

“Is that important?”

“Well isn’t it?” Timothy asked, getting upset.

“Chill,” Barnie told him. “I know what you’re trying to ask. I know you want to know if the world, or rather the people in it, helps to break a person.”

“Life and death are important, and so unfair.”

“There’s no place in the Bible where it says that God created life or death to be fair.”

“Then why not do something about it?”

“So what you’re really asking about is not your relationship with the world but with God.” Timothy shifted in his seat and looked away. That question bothered him because he had lost his faith. His last conversation with God was a few months ago. “Either we want God to grant us our freedom or God to tyrant over us,” his friend told him.

Getting up, Timothy sighed and walked away. He was angry, but more than that he was confused.

This story is an original idea written by me.Ā© Thanks for reading.

See you later, God willing. šŸ™‚

Story One Death By Anger

Story Two Life In One Word

Five Tri-Short Story Collections that include fifteen stories have come to a break. I want to thank all for reading and liking. Life is made up of so many emotions, and I tried to incorporate all of them in these stories. They might be be fiction but out there they’re factual for someone. I just hope in a small way that I’ve encouraged someone.

This is not the end of my blog. I’m just going on a blog tour across WordPress, hoping to read as much blogs that I can. But before I go, remember not to let anyone define your worth, only God can do that, whether you believe in him or not. And to him you’re worth more than all the gold in Fort Knox, the rarest diamond, all the barrels of oil in the world, all these things and whatever expensive, richest thing combined. Later, for now. šŸ™‚

Here are the list of the other stories, if you’re interested.

First Tri-Short Story Collection Love Isn’t A Mood Swing

The Farm Team

We Grew Up

Days With Him

Second Tri-Short Story Collection Single And Not Looking

No Attachments Please

How To Kill A Relationship

If I Had A Husband

Third Tri-Short Story Collection A Corner Of The World

Parent Me

Motherland

Friendship’s Poverty

Fourth Tri-Short Story Collection Woe-Man

Woman 24 Hours

Human Problems

Flowers Out Of Concrete

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s