the epitome of absent-mindedness

over the weekend, God hit me again. it all started at worship practice on friday. he told me to be patient. not to rush. to take one thing at a time. to just not think about it so much. and at the same time, he told me something that took one-third of the burden off my heart. i am finally beginning to see sense out of this whole episode.

and on today's a-thank-you-a-day-keeps-the-demons-at-bay series, i cannot believe i did not realise i left my Bible and notebook behind in bethel after service and did not realise it until this morning! the notebook doubled up as my diary too. ugh! my heart sank so deep i couldn't breathe for a while. thank God for june for getting it back for me. now the tricky thing is to meet up with her to get it back before she leaves for missions this friday.