The mountains and the plains beckon me.
The freshness of air urges me.
The warmness of the family in Christ welcomes me.
The poverty of that land saddens me.

Three months.

Can i bear to leave for that long?

Me: Fio, but we're gona miss Christmas back home already, are we gona miss new year too?
Fio: Joc ar, it's all gona be worth it.
Hmm...
What's worth it?
Being away doing the work of God?
Ministering and giving all that we can?
I know.
Glorifying God to the uttermost.

The next three months is gona be tough,
but i know God's gona be here,
no matter what.

The first and greatest hurdle -
Daddy and Mummy.

Papa,
only You can know what their responses are.
I'm gona be praying for their responses and my decision to go.
This time,
i will honour them.
I will not defiantly choose to go of my own accord.

I remembered when i told mummy the other time,
i was filled with so much zest.
She,
on the other hand,
was worried sick but succumbed to my heartfelt persuasion.
Well,
in the end,
i stayed back in Singapore.

This time,
if she gives the green light,
it's a GO GO! for me.

Regardless of what people may say,
that it's a hasty decision,
that i'll never fulfill my decision,
yada yada,
my eyes are set on God.