This ordeal is hard for someone who
loves to walk and hates riding in vehicles especially with the traffic here in
Makati. People who know me are aware how I love to go on walks and to
work-out; and how independent I am so the past days of learning to ask for help
and be in some ways dependent on others have not been easy and maybe the coming
months will not be different.

I’ve been learning to let go of petty things like when my stuff aren’t back at their proper place or how I want my kitchen utensils washed.
There have been days and nights
when I cry out in pain even after taking all my medicines but I am always reminded how great the
Lord is and how He has blessed me with so much. Once the tears begin to
fall, I tell myself that things could have been worse; that maybe this difficult
time is a time for me learn how to praise my God more. My mom keeps telling
me that my healing is there and I need to claim it and believe.
My inspiration these days is the Book of Job. It reminds me that God allows troubles to happen to His children but we can trust Him. He is faithful. He won’t allow us to suffer more than we can handle. If there is one thing I am most grateful for in this experience, it’s the opportunity to take my relationship with God to a whole new level.
I’m still praying and hoping that
one morning I’d wake up with my foot back to normal. While waiting for it, I pray
a prayer of gratitude for all the blessings I’ve received. I am assured of the fact that everybody can
also experience His faithfulness in a wonderful, unexpected way.















