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the FAITH walker

walking with FAITH

FAITH speaker

take a walk of FAITH
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
9:57 PM

Feeling depressed
and i don't think its cos im ill.

it's into the 4th week and im not adapting well.
am i really cut out for this job/ministry?
is this really the place where God wants me to be at?
Did i really hear His calling or
was it something i feel that i could do?
or was it cos of...

yes, i enjoy the company of children.
yes, i do love to teach, to educate and impart knowledge. or do i not?
however.. wanting to do something for God and
God wanting me to do something for Him is totally different.
so what is it exactly?
am i supposed to be a minister to young children?

i miss home.. i miss everyone..
i miss my dog.. and i miss you
i miss going out, chilling, movie-ing..
late night suppers with the Bros.
it just feels that.. im losing out so much while im here..
just feels so "stuck" and "constrained"

feel like crying
but i just can't.
mayb if i just curl up on my bed,
i might just be able to.

fine. i chose the job.
it just sucks.
big time.