500 miles away from home

Psalm 86

A prayer of David.

¹ Hear, O LORD, and answer me,
for I am poor and needy.

² Guard my life, for I am devoted to you.
You are my God; save your servant
who trusts in you.

³ Have mercy on me, O Lord,
for I call to you all day long.

⁴ Bring joy to your servant,
for to you, O Lord,
I lift up my soul.

⁵ You are forgiving and good, O Lord,
abounding in love to all who call to you.

⁶ Hear my prayer, O LORD;
listen to my cry for mercy.

⁷ In the day of my trouble I will call to you,
for you will answer me.

⁸ Among the gods there is none like you, O Lord;
no deeds can compare with yours.

⁹ All the nations you have made
will come and worship before you, O Lord;
they will bring glory to your name.

¹⁰ For you are great and do marvelous deeds;
you alone are God.

¹¹ Teach me your way, O LORD,
and I will walk in your truth;
give me an undivided heart,
that I may fear your name.

¹² I will praise you, O Lord my God, with all my heart;
I will glorify your name forever.

¹³ For great is your love toward me;
you have delivered me from the depths of the grave.

¹⁴ The arrogant are attacking me, O God;
a band of ruthless men seeks my life—
men without regard for you.

¹⁵ But you, O Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God,
slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness.

¹⁶ Turn to me and have mercy on me;
grant your strength to your servant
and save the son of your maidservant.

¹⁷ Give me a sign of your goodness,
that my enemies may see it and be put to shame,
for you, O LORD, have helped me and comforted me.

I'm going to try..

I'll try my hardest..

Dear Lord, grant me the strength to pull through this stage of my life.

Amen

I could really use somebody now..

God would not put me in a position that I can't endure right?
If so why do I feel so aimless and pointless..
Why do Ns when I'm not going to be a citizen anymore..
Why suffer being away from my real home and get locked up in some camp which I'm 'suppose' to call my new home..
Perhaps I'm meant to be here. Perhaps he wants me to get through this tough phase..
But its so hard.. Its damn damn hard..
Its not like I'm not trying to make new friends. I'm trying, I'm trying my hardest.
The culture is just so hard to adapt to.
Why.. why am I here?
Why should I let my brain rot away whereas I could be doing something more fruitful with my life?

Some one throw my a life vest... I dislike where I am now.

We rush to wait and we wait to rush!

Tuesday.... 24km march.
24km of endless walking.
24km in the jungles of tekong..
24km please be nice to me, don't give me 3 blisters on one toe.