Waiting

It has been 4 months and I thank God for sustaining me so far. But I have to say that it is starting to take a toll on me in ways that I do not understand.

I do not want to be adamant about my return but sometimes the fear gets to me. There are moments when I wake up from my sleep and realized that I have been home all these while and somehow some unconscious part of me still thinks that I would wake up in Flushing.

I miss my life, my routine, my freedom, I miss having to be able to live to my fullest. I miss the hustle and the unceasing life that runs through the streets. I miss GV and the friends that I have come to experienced ministry life with.

Whatever this is, whatever this moment that I am sitting by waiting, I want to be able to wait in great anticipation for God to show Himself so undeniably.