It feels extremely

..rewarding. To serve a great God and meet great people. To be able to reach out to those lives you never thought would matter to you. To hear deeper stories of people you see everyday with just a simple hi-bye. To see smiling faces which are filled with joy and gratitude to the extent where no words can express how they really feel.

Yes, it is rewarding. :) Thank You God for letting me see all this. At times when I feel tired, thank You for showing me that it's worth it.

Last week, I wrote simple and short letters to some people I barely know. Only because they seem troubled and looked like they could use a little extra push of encouragement. What I got today from one of the girls I wrote to really surprised me. It was not only pleasant, that sweet look on her face could bring me to tears. While we were talking in the kitchen at church, she came up to me and told me she really really loved my letter and she kept it in her wallet. At times when defeat is upon her, she'd open it up for a quick read.

There I was cutting watermelon for her, and there she was standing beside me. She said that I was 'observant'. I paused. I looked at her. If I could squeeze her face at that moment, I would. I know that face too well. It was the kind of look I would give to people around me often. The look that really wanted to thank a person for everything he/she has done, but you just know that no words or no actions can ever express the gratitude you have welled up inside.

And then it hit me that I should be the grateful one. Thank You God for letting me experience such a precious moment. Thank You for helping me reach out to this sweet, young child. I pray that she continues to grow step by step with You. I pray that in her everything, You are there. I pray that one day, her life will be able to give Your name glory, more than she can ever imagine.

Thank You, Jesus. :)

Everything..

starts here.

Never have I thought I would have this kind of experience in my lifetime. HAHAHA Thought too "healthily" of myself.

Went for my first neuro consultation today. The migraine was getting out of control. But you know what's still in control? Jesus. (rhetorical question is rhetorical)

In the waiting hall, I was probably the only young patient there. I glanced around the room and there were elderly people on wheelchairs, young working adults accompanying their parents, little children running around while their worried parents just sat down and waited for their names to be called. There I was, just sitting there and entertaining myself with a book while checking e-mails that were coming into my phone. I felt completely out of place. During that time, part of me regretted not accepting my LG members' offer to accompany me for the consultation, but another part of me was glad I went for it alone. I finally had some personal time to just think about myself and my life.

Maaaaaan, I've never had the time to dig deep into so many things in my life before. As I thought back on different things, I cried to myself, laughed to myself, got angry at myself, pitied myself, became embarrassed at myself, and experienced every single humanly-possible emotion in the span of 90 minutes. Woah. #Imademyownmovie lol.

That's when I realized that the results didn't matter. Just migraine? Tumour? Cancer? Weird undiscovered growth? Pfft. Who cares. I'm in good Hands. Reallly goooood Hands. Hands which made me. Hands which brushed the dirt of my knees when I fell. Hands which would always be ready for me to hold on to despite how far I thought I left.

As I was listening to Latch by Kodaline, can't help but to relate it to the Big One up there. Now, I've got You in my space, I won't let go of You. Got me shackled in Your embrace, I'm latching onto You.

Yez I am, You bettarrhh be readddeh Jesus! ;)