One More Shot

I've invited her.

She came a few times.

I begged

And prayed to God

She would know Him

And come to meet Him.

But a month and a half later,

She gave up.

And it broke me.

I cried and prayed.

She was the

First one who came.

But I get a prompting again.

Ask her to come

One more time.

"I tried. I tried so hard."

But the faith of a mustard seed

Can move mountains

And this is a mountain range.

She resists so much

And she has free will.

The prompting never stops.

A whisper

"Invite her."

Tell her to give Impact

One.

More.

Shot.

So I try.

And I wait for a response.

I obeyed.

She's the first who came

After so many years

Of invitations.

Now I can only pray

That she'll give it another shot

And she'll stay.

July 14, 2018