Sunday, June 11, 2006
I'm going to Thailand tomorrow! BUT I'M SICK! Gaahh... I hate falling sick; not even if I get to miss school. The feeling I get is just not worth it. Maybe it's because when I fall sick, it's usually pretty bad- with fever and vomiting and all that. Note, the word is usually. I guess it was a lucky thing that Mum called us to go home when she did, considering the fact that the fever came when I was on the bus freezing half to death.I kind of knew I was sick, but to me, if I don't need to lie on the bed, I'm alright. Then again, there was this one time I went to school because I wasn't bedridden, and a fews days later, the whole row fell sick. Hmmm...
Anyway, I've been having mixed feelings about the Thailand trip. I'm excited about the mission trip due to the fact that it will be my first time going overseas for missions. Also, I have this inkling that God is going to do something big (for/ to me) when I go there. It's the same inkling I got before leaving for Australia last year, and y'all have heard my testimony, so yeah... I think my instincts towards this kind of things are preetty accurate. Heh.
However, there's the feeling that I'm not ready for this. That's partly one of the reasons why I told my Mum I don't want to go. (Of course, one look at her countenance told me to agree to go) Also the fact that I do feel a biiit uncomfortable with sharing the word, which I know is selfish of me. That's why I'm going to push myself to do it. Haha. Fear shall not have a foothold over me! This reminds me of the time I was afraid to be in the dark, or alone. So going to places (like the loo) was sort of scary, until I forced myself to go on my own. Now I'm pretty okay with it. Hah...
So pray for me to get well please, I'm leaving tomorrow at about 10am i think. I can't really remember, my brain's kinda fuzzy. Thanks you people, and see you when I get back!