A little sense of touchiness

I was having fun with my fellow partners at BierHaus just now while chatting with my precious bunch of students :) I do love them. They were so nice to include me in even though my status is a "Teacher" to them :) I made the right choice to stay back to invest in the lives of these young people. As much as I dislike what my ex-boss has done and what she is still doing right now, but I am glad I did not let that feeling of dislike to stop me from getting near to this bunch of youngsters.

I have many thoughts going on in my head when I received a notification from Facebook saying Keith has commented on my status. I thought it was Keith from Perth and I wonder why he would say all that to me. When I looked closer, it is actually my Uncle Keith from Singapore. I felt quite touched reading his comment. He reminded me of what I've been through these few years and I was quite touchy about it. Indeed Lord, You let me experienced too much in such a short time. I barely have time to breath. At my age, I shouldn't even be looking and vexing over all these. I have to sacrifice a lot of things which I held so dearly in my arms. Why Father Why?? Remember the time when I bitterly made my decision to come back to my homeland. Uncle Keith was the only one who understand my feelings and pain. He literally told me over the phone that he was proud of me making this choice and encouraged me to move on from where I am. To me, He is God-sent from heaven above. As quiet as he is, my Uncle doesn't talk much to me. He would rather I open up myself to him which I sometimes did but most of the time kept it to myself. He knew it all. He knew the pain and frustrations I was going through throughout the time I stayed at his place together with his family. He knew I was going through a big mass of problems and yet he leave me to settle it myself for he knows I am able to handle it. He would observed me from aside, waiting and waiting for me to surrender my white flag so that he could help me. He never objects to any decisions I have made but fully supported me in whatever and wherever I am heading to.

God, You made me strong. You bring me out of my comfort zone too soon. I am still longing to go back to the place where I know there is someone who would hug me, pat me, comfort me, pray for me, and encourage me whenever I am down. I am still longing for that comfort, knowing that someone would wipes away my tears whenever it rolls down from my cheeks. Thank you for turning me into who I am today. God, I am ready for the next phase. I'll never be afraid to cry again.