Remember when I said, when it rains, it pours? Well, I’m human after all. I’m still alive. Problems that come my way are the evidences.
I’m just staring at my computer screen for about an hour now, doesn’t know what to do. “Why not rant about it?”, I thought. Oh well, blogging is a good theraphy. It’s like a wall where you bounce all your thoughts — good or bad — as if nobody’s listening you. And that’s precisely what I’m doing now.
Last Sunday’s message was “How to pray for your problems”. Exactly what I need, isn’t it? Right now, I’m waiting for God’s rhema, a voice that will tell me what to do. Because right now, I reach the end of the road.
So this is how it feels to say, “Ok, Lord, take over.”