The boss of that Indonesian maid from Chile called to complain.
My head went through the process of blowing up, headache, breaking into tears.
TELL ME WHEN THIS IS GONNA END?!
Lunch time, I prayed as usual. I was actually pretty upset. Since I have been crying everytime I talked to Lord. He knew everything and it was really useless for me to say anything. So my prayer goes,
"Dear Lord, please bless the food we eat, so we could work for your Glory. Blessings to Jordi, please take care of him in every aspect of his life. And.... I don't have anything else to say. Amen."
It's like hanging up on the phone to God, with anger. I just didn't wanna express how devastated I was again and again.
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At the end of the day, Thomas PaPa and I talked a bit probably because he knew I was a bit upset with what happened. And you know what, I think it was Jesu's word through the mouth of PaPa. He reminded me about the things I learned through those difficult situations, like what happened in the SPSS course. And he thought that I was a bit more sensitive to troublesome situations. I interpreted that as a complement.
Dinner was with Mav at MK, and found out that we went through about the same situation these coupla months. Guess he's a bit positive than I was. And Jesu said, don't be so short sighted. I understand it's very difficult at the moment, but try to give it two weeks, then another week to get over it. You should regard it as an experience, a joyful experience you earned. The best is yet to come.
So, that's what I got after hanging up on our Lord?
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