Home…
Where I belong
Where I am accepted
Where I am loved
Where I am protected

Home…

Where I know I can call in the middle of the night and they will drop everything to look for me.

Home…
Where I can say the most ridiculous things and we all still laugh together.

Home…
Where I can cry and I know that I have a shoulder to cry on.

Home…
Is Where my Heart comes Alive.
Where I feel safe.
Where I sleep with a smile on my face.

Home.

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It’s been a long time since I’ve written a reflection here.

Just 3 months ago, I felt my world crashing down all around me. I almost lost all sense of identity. With whatever strength I had left, I crawled out of my bed and boarded the plane to run away and find refuge in a land far away from home.

I could barely eat or sleep. I could barely stay outside my room for more than 3 hours without crashing from emotional exhaustion. I could barely recognise myself anymore.

But then,

God.

This is the classic love story when God simply breaks into your darkness and pulls you out. It’s something I can’t explain, except to know that I am loved. I may still be waiting for many things that I want, but He has been Faithful.

He’s provided me with everything I need. And I know that He will provide even more than this.

This weekend has been exceptionally special to me. Thank you all for being a part of it and journeying with me. I really do feel loved.

Most of All, Thanks Be to God.

To God Be The Glory,

The Best Is Yet To Be.

“Even When I Am Old and Grey,
Do Not Forsake Me, Oh Lord,
Till I Declare Your Power
To The Next Generation,
Your Might To All
Who Are To Come.”
Psalms 71:18