Often, those who know me always tell me that I don't have a life because my family members do not allow me to do this this this and that that that. E.g. I am not allowed to drive, I am not allowed to go to the beach and the lists will go on. I told them, I don't want to make them worried. By the way, I do not consider myself as not having a life! Instead, I enjoyed my life and I am experiencing a very adventurous journey with my Heavenly Father. (^^,) However, sometimes, my family members are over protective and there are times when I was stressed up too. It ended up that I have to start reasoning with them. Latest issue, I want to apply my housemanship in Sabah but my grandmother doesn't allow (>.<), but it's ok, I am lazy to go to Sabah as well.. hahahaha....She just want me to be in Klang Valley, but I have told her that I want to go back to Sibu. Although she was a bit reluctant initially, but after I tried to do some reasoning with her, apparently she allows me to go back :)
So basically, I understand how my mum and my grandmother felt when they are worry, because I acted that way too yesterday (actually it was not only the yesterday incident, when my grandpa just passed away, I was so worried for my grandma too). I was so worried about my friend that I want to fly back to Sibu because a night prior to that, my friend was crying over the phone and I just felt bad for not being by her side. As I prayed throughout the day, I asked God to speak to me and at last I had decided to not to go back, submitting her into God's hand. Asking His favour to comfort my friend. Therefore, I went to the class from 8.30 am to 1.30 pm, then I had my lunch and prepared for the next bed side teaching session at 5.00 pm. It was actually a Saturday and ya, that is my weekends. it was only 5 of us going to the bed side teaching and thanks God, I learnt a lot. Moreover, the doctor said that I was good because I always attended his class :)
At night, at around 10.30pm? I received messages, a really long sharings from my sister! She started of with "God's grace is always sufficient for me...." And she moves on telling me what happened to her yesterday and as I read her messages, I kept saying, "Thank you Lord" in my heart and apparently I broke into tears. It was a tear of gratefulness and joy. Thank you Lord for listening to our prayer! And I told Him, after this, I will submit everything unto Your Mighty hands, and not trying to solve all the problems with my limited ability and knowledge, for You are so great and You love us so dearly.
In Psalms 33:5 You told us that weeping may stay for the night but rejoicing comes in the morning. Thank you Lord :) Hopefully, my family will learn to trust me into Your Mighty hands as well.
