#ahomelessstranger

I wake up every day thinking “I can’t believe I was crazy enough to think I could ever live in another country all by myself...” The readings/homily for today’s mass really responded to that. They said that when things change or end, we must not be afraid to let go and move forward to where God is leading us. When we persevere and follow God, people may grow to hate us along the way, but God will never let anyone touch a hair on our heads. I’m about to complete my second month here in London. And looking back on it, though there have been discomfort and pain, I am reminded that this is exactly what I need and God knows exactly what He’s doing!

Once again I was brought to tears, haha! I don’t know why... probably because of my constant longing for home or because I was touched by the Holy Spirit or both. Most likely both. Yup, it’s both.

I thank Him for always keeping me on the edge my seat and humbled at the fact that I do not know it all. I thank Him for planning every detail of my life and carrying me every step of it all. Because though I may not understand exactly how He makes plans, at least I know that He took much time to prepare me for this exact moment and will continue to do so for all the moments to come. #TheHouseYoureBuilding

It's crazy to think about all my wrongdoings. Many times, I want to do something extreme to ask for forgiveness. But no, because God weeps at our sufferings. And as undeserving as we are, He still makes His mercy just as easily accessible as oxygen, so as long as we choose to receive it.

How could I ever be anxious when God continuously hints that He has a divine plan for me He promises to fulfill? Maybe I don't see that promise yet, but that's okay because Love moves slow. And when I finally see it, it's a surprise (a miracle!) that sweeps me off my feet and lays me down, humbled at the feet of my Savior.