Me and Da Boyz

This picture was taken after the final World Cup game, on July 9, 2006... when France lost to Italy through penalties (^__^) There were 2 more boys that weren't in the picture. One of them was taking the pic while the other was on the phone with a girl ;) It was a memorable moment... The boys stayed overnight just for the game and the next morning all of us went to work looking like zombies! HAHAHAHA

Since I was little, most of friends are boys. Probably because I was closer to my dad than my mom, or perhaps because most of the cousins that I grew up with are boys. Even in my youth ministry in church, I can't get away from the boys. But the boys in church are special.

I knew most of them since childhood, but there were also some that I knew later when they joined the Youth Ministry. But for those that I can call "brothers", they mean so much more than just church friends. They're (almost) always there in my hard times, and they were there to have fun. And the thing that I love most from them is that they never think of me as a "wonder woman", they consider me a normal girl who can feel weak at times and a woman who needs to cry on their shoulders in a while. And I appreciate th

at. I love them so much.

HE is STRONG when I AM WEAK

It's Tuesday morning and I feel alright!

My dad's been hospitalized for heart coronary since Monday last week. Many people called and said stuff like: "You should be strong!" "Be patient!" I am OK with all that except that some said it in a pitiful tone, like they're missing this line: "You know, you just lost your mother 1.5 months ago and now your dad is in this situation..." It's not that I'm not grateful for their attention & care, but those words didn't help build my confidence & strength. I'd rather they call and ask if I'm or need someone to talk. Then I'll talk.

I'm not saying that I've been strong in facing all of this. I had a breakdown after my last post, up to the point that I cried almost all the time & couldn't sleep at night and I screamed to my pillow to release my feelings. But you know what made me recover? Because I HAVE A GREAT GOD!! I could feel HIS presence when I was at my lowest point of emotion. No I didn't hear HIS voice speaking to me in darkness. No I didn't see him speaking to me in my dreams. But I could feel HIM stood by me when I turned to HIS WORDS & pray. And HE showed me in so many ways that I AM loved.

Whenever I felt down, there was always somebody who suddenly called and cheered me up or gave me words of encouragement. Either it's friends or families, or even people that I don't feel close to me. For example 2 weeks ago after church I said hi to a lady that I've known since childhood. I kissed her cheeks & all of a sudden she hugged me tightly and whispered in my ears: "Kristin, I can't give you anything else to lighten your burden. But I pray to God every single night that HE will give you a good husband." Another time, a grandmother who always sat at the back in church (because she used a cane) shook my hand and said this when she kissed my cheeks: "I really hope that everything is alright with you and I pray that you will always rejoice and not be sad." I smiled and cried a tear at the same time. I know that it's God's assurance. HE wanted to show me that HE's everywhere. HE wanted to show me that I'm not alone in this

I am not strong. I am not always happy. I am not always wise. I am not always smart. But I have a GOD who gives me strength when I am weak, HE makes me glad when I am sad, HE grants me wisdom when I need it and HE lights a path for me when I'm stuck in darkness. SO, IS THERE A REASON WHY I SHOULD FEEL DISCOURAGED OR DOWN? No there isn't. When you see through the eyes of faith, when you walk through in the path of truth and you open your heart to believe in the impossible, then you will see that GOD IS PRESENT IN MANY KIND OF FORMS for those who believe.

Have a blessed day!!