Last night, I finally came before the Lord and wept in His arm. I cried unto Him. I finally acknowledged God my feeling. I'm tired, I'm really tired. I began to feel lonely in the field though I know I'm not. Me, being human, I've the tendency to ignore God's presence. Each morning I read His word and prayed to Him to give me wisdom to discern right and wrong. Each day, I asked God to help me focus on the work rather than other things that are not important or things that will not contribute to accomplish His purpose in the field.

I Failed many times though. I'll press on and lean on God. I will not be able to make it without God.

Lately there's a quite difficult case. Every time I gotta pray when I'm dealing with this kid. It's hard to understand him. It's challenging indeed. Tomorrow I'll be seeing him again. Pray with me. Doctors gave wrong diagnosis, which often confused me. No matter what diagnosis, my job is to find ways to help him and his family settle some of their problems, giving support and to love this child. What else can I give, yeah, the Love of God. I hope I am giving Him that!

I know I'm jumping here and there, putting my thoughts in random but this is true. I felt good to be back to my Heavenly Father's arm. This is real!