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Surprise Flowers from the Housemate


I haven't been blogging much.. that is because I have been so busy at work that my life for the past month, especially the last two weeks have been just work, home, sleep, work work WORK... the cycle continued.  It was very frustrating and I was just looking forward to that light at the end of the tunnel on Friday 15th June.  June 15th marked the last day in my team and come tomorrow, I would be having a brand new start in another team!  Hurray!

I wasn't looking to move but since the opportunity came up, I decided to take it because as K and all my friends around me said, I haven't been happy in this team ever since I joined anyway.  Deep down, I believed that God heard my prayers (He still does!) and literally delivered me out of the pits.  Like a Joseph in the bible.  I keep joking to my family to "please call me Joseph-ine!"

I remember blogging about it (a depressed post) back in December and saying I wished this season would be over soon and that I can look back to say with conviction "The Lord was with me."  Exactly six months later, I can declare that the Lord has delivered me from my situation!  Hallelujah!  :)  You really don't know how glad am I, and how much I have smiled this weekend.  The thought of leaving the team and moving to something better.  Don't get me wrong - I don't belittle my experience gained in this team for the past one year.  But I truly believe that God has used this short one year as a stepping stone for me to move me to where He wants me to be.  From my previous team, it was not the least possible to move to my new team.  This could be another stepping stone I don't know but I am just glad to be moving along the path He has laid for me.

Saturday morning, I saw some surprise flowers and a card from my housemate Marcia in my room.  She's so sweet, buying me some congratulatory flowers and a card to encourage me.  She has seen how I have been struggling and now she is very happy for me - that my light at the end of the tunnel has come.

Hallelujah, thank you Jesus!

Happy Bel :))

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