At lunch today I was asked what the most exotic food I've ever eaten was and I could not name one. Everything seems so normal to me, except Durians. I'm in the camp of people who don't particularly care for the fruit.
I've been here long, sometimes I think too long and I find myself thinking back to the first days I set foot in this Country, how surreal it was, how it rained and how the air was so fresh. But I feel like its time to move on, the problem is where to? One can go crazy thinking about all these things. I've caught myself praying on the way to the bus stop, it can be really unnerving. Not praying to the bus stop, that's fine but having something so bother you that you're doing thing unconsciously.
But I know what God will make a way. I know because He's got to. I have no one else so I look to the hills where my help comes from, the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth. While some may trust in their Chariots and Horses, I will trust in the name of the Lord. I have nothing to lose because it's not about me, it's all about him. I'm a nobody, He's a somebody. Wah that's so bold, what if it doesn't work out? I don't care. I'd rather trust in God and 'lose' than do my own thing. There's a way that seems right to a man but it ends in destruction. He chooses the foolish things of this world to shame the wise after all. I look to You.
-ONWARD!