I heard my flesh kept on screaming "NO! NO! DON'T GO!" But my spirit said "Go on. Go."
Before I knew, I bathe and got changed. Then I said bye to my mum and I went for service. Haha. Even as I was in the cab, my flesh was saying "You can still turn back now, tell the driver to turn back. Go home and rest. You need it." But I know my spirit is stronger than my flesh, although I can sense that my knees are too weak that I could hardly walk, and my nose is just killing me. It's since like a few months ever since I fall sick again. But this time it's like really terrible. Sigh. It's alright. God is my healer.

It was really worth the sacrifice to go for today's service. At that point of time, I thought maybe this service was just for me. Haha. How naive. But that's not the point. I don't know where to start to put everything I feel in this post.

One word
you know I will follow
One heart
broken to You
Use me again
Your mecies follow me
For all of my days

I don't what else to say. This is truly my cry. Just one word, I will follow.


Okay I am going off to bed. Really sick.