15 April 2016: Dear Me

So I have time to write now. Currently resting from cooking. There were big revelations from God in the past days and I hope to write it in time. For now, I shall update myself on what's been going.

I feel my heart is breaking at the thought of leaving them. Yes, I found my worth and I felt the care they have for me. I have never put my emotions in front of the lifegroup. I try to manage my cares and the attachment I can only give and even take. During the past year, I found myself loving them. It was amazing that God's love was overflowing.  But I have to go back. It has been confirmed already. I will continue to pray for the group.

I wish to write more. The writings I put makes me remember my devotions. The times I overcame nights when God was the only comfort I have. When even the questions I raise myself I try to answer and justify no more. The joys of eureka. I wanted to be reminded how at those random times of eating and eating the Word of God has given me revelations from the Holy Spirit. It was marvelous. At the bus, before I sleep, waking up, random times-- I digest words and paragraphs that's changing me. I cannot tell you how much things has changed dear self, but you know it. Just continue to cling to His Words and take this big chance of your life. Remember it and write about it.


Habakkuk 2New International Version (NIV) 
I will stand at my watch and station myself on the ramparts; I will look to see what he will say to me, and what answer I am to give to this complaint.

2 Then the Lord replied: “Write down the revelation and make it plain on tablets so that a herald[b] may run with it. 3 For the revelation awaits an appointed time; it speaks of the end and will not prove false. Though it linger, wait for it; it[c] will certainly come and will not delay.

I don't have much plans in the coming days (except for devotions-- standing by myself at the stations on the ramparts). I just thank God that despite the heartaches of leaving, and probably on the who is there in the coming, He is making me steadfast.

And yes, it is okay self --good job on accepting the eventuality. When the hurt hits, ask God for comfort.