Love was totally in distress. No matter what she did, it appeared over and over again. Her eyes watered and once again she got up and set her wheel at automatum. She walked back to the thread cocoon case to have yet another look.
"Love that’s the third time you are walking to the cocoon case" remarked Life.
" I can’t help it. I just hate what I am seeing. Having it in two colors was already confusing enough. But this time it is terrifying" cried Love. Life sighed. Things are not looking well in the room. Just a few days ago love’s thread had changed color once again. But this time it has not only caught Love but all three sisters in a traumatic shock. The thread had turned Black! This was the first time this was happening. Once in a different time frame, love’s thread has turned brown but never black. Things were not getting any better. The threads continued to become darker and darker until it was as peach as the night of the first earth years. Nothing whatsoever love could do to change it back to its original color.
Faith wasn’t doing that well either. Her thread seems to be breaking at the roots. Each time it ran through her wheel there seems to be splits at the end of the thread. It was the first time that Life has seen Faith looking glum and depressed. It was usually Faith that was the wise among the three and the one giving insights and advise to the other two. But today she herself was lost in her thoughts of dilemma.
Life could not take it anymore. Her thread was running fine except for the occasional knots. But this was not only the work of one person it was the combination of all three and the other two thread were a disaster. Life was very frustrated. She got up from her wheel fuming.
"That’s it. I cannot take it anymore. This is terrible. What in the world is going on? Can someone care to give an explanation? I am sick and tired of seeing black, black, black from Love and that face of yours Faith, I swear, would kill any new born child"
Faith kept mum. Her eyes still looking at the thread that was splitting in her hands. Life waited for a response and Faith did not seem to be even giving the slightest notion of attempting to answer her question. Life let out a loud scream and seat down.
"She has lost faith" came a reply. Love and Life turned to face Faith. She was still staring at her the thread that was splitting in her hands.
"You mean she has lost faith in HIM?" whispered Love.
"No, she has lost faith in herself. She has lost what she fundamentally believe in. She has lost me in her. She no longer believes or choose to believe in whatever is part of her"
"I don’t understand, how can she have no faith and yet believe in HIM?" asked Life.
"It is simple she believes in Him that is why your thread is running well Life. But she has lost faith in what she believes. She has lost faith in her power, she has lost faith in her intution. She doubts herself. She has lost faith in love. She no longer believes in love"
Love gasped , "But Faith, if that is so how come this time my thread is black and not brown?"
For the first time, Faith looked up and faced Love and frowned, "That is what I don’t understand"
"Maybe I can shed some light" replied Life. She got up and went to have a look at her thread in the pile of sewn and stitched plait. She ran her hands up and studied it intensively. Her face turned from intense curiousity to empuzzlement then to somewhat a sad impression. She got up and looked at Love
"Oh love, I know why your thread is turning black. She is trying to forget to you" Love let out a loud gasp. Life continued, "Love do you remember the two thread we saw before, the red and the blue? Well, the blue no longer plays an important part for her. The red on the other hand is her first love. She is trying to forget her first love. She is forcing herself to do that. It is killing her."
"I don’t understand why is she so cruel to do that?" cried out love, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Well apparently she is afraid that her love will never return to her so she must well kill it before it kills her" replied Life
"But why is she losing me then?" questioned Faith. "That’s simple Faith, she cultivated that love because what you showed her and now she choosen not to believe in you because she wants to destroy that love that she has cultivated "
Love collapsed and cried. "Why does she have to do such mean things to hurt us?" Faith ran to her side and comforted her.
"Well, you know its not easy for her. She is killing herself. No matter what she does it hard to forget her first love. In fact despite what she is trying to do in her heart, her actions do not reflect it. She is trying to do something that she really hates and learning to live with it"
"So how now? What is the solution for that?" questioned Faith
"I don’t know. We just have to wait and see what happens. Only Time will tell… only Time will tell" sighed Life. And the wheels kept on running.
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