
For the past five months, I trudged unfamiliar places. Under
the scorching sun, I sweated like a pig. But still patiently waiting with the
many strangers I never thought I would encounter. Many questions ran in my
head, complaining even. Restless in all aspects. The situation I was in was
breaking my heart.
But just when a drop
of tear was about to fall, a seemingly consolation consoled my crying soul. I
felt God cut down a speck in my cross. I just thought, maybe it was God’s way of cheering me up; of converting the bad
into good. Not grand but just right. Actually, the real challenge has just
begun. Fears and anxiety are hunting me up to this very moment. But I know in
my heart, it’s okay to feel this. So maybe I can be even more grateful of God’s
teeny weeny blissful surprises along the way.