Journey

My 8a.m. class journey... 

The journey starts at 6.15 when everything is quiet and dark... Thank God for street lights and my tiny little torch light... Walking as quickly as possible, and at the same time being very aware of my surrounding... I pass by this little forest look-a-like...
** Is there anyone around?

** Are there any motorcycle hiding behind the corner?

** Could there be a snake coming out of the bush?

Holding on tightly to my pepper spray on one hand and a torch light on another.... And having a blade at the side pocket of my bag that I could easily reach... Every sound makes my heart beats faster... Insects making music... Sounds from cars and motorcycles passing by... That five minutes walk to the bus stop feels like how Jae-Seok (from Running Man) would have felt after a close escape during their hide-and-seek challenge... "Feels like my life is shorten by 10 years"... [exaggerated]

Haha...

Was thinking of that experience... and these verses came...

Psalm 119:105 - You word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path...

John 14:6 - Jesus say "I am the way, the truth and the life"

The journey doesn't really matter if you know for sure the destination... Many months ago, I wander what would I do if I am faced with BIG challenges... Will I still hold on to my faith? I doubted... Maybe I should just lay low and avoid being the target of the devil... Maybe... But on the other hand, God hates lukewarm Christian... How le?

Thankfully, God being a faithful God reminded me of the destination... The assurance of the destination in Christ changes the scenario... A woman in labor can endure the pain of giving birth, knowing the destination -  a child brought forth to the world. Similarly, the journey doesn't matter as much if the destination is fixed. And what better destination is there, other than the destination in Christ? :)