Lagi mellow, as mostly. Here I am, sitting in a coffee shop all by myself. Just dropped the kid and the husband to Ice Age Live. It's my treat to them. Took the most expensive package for them to enjoy. So this got me thinking, again. I truly have a good life. Im in love with this city, regardless of the weather. My journey to get here is nothing but based on one word. Believe. I am where I am, because I never stop believing. Even when all seems impossible. The one true God that I serve, kept His promise. My life is nothing but a series of glory after glory after glory. Not mine. His. I may not be a zealous church goer (anymore). I may not be that girl yg aktif pelayanan di gereja, but I know that Im in a very good term with God. He is not a distant God. I can be myself comfortably with Him. I can "yell" at Him when Im mad, I can cry my heart out, I can laugh. I look around and I feel bad for people who are so caught up with church. ...
A chronic introvert and a dreamy idealist.