I feel so anxious. Everyone asked me what to do. This is the frist time we got the situation. I need pray to keep me walk on. Today, when I left the police station, I feel sick. Still thank for my co-worker who was with me.
I have to search a call to let me hold on. I got the letter from my friend, Susan, which told me about her 5 years' working:
"On March 10th, 2003 I arrived at GFA in Stoney Creek, Ontario - quiet, timid, shy, insecure, unsure of what I was getting myself into, yet knowing the Lord was calling me here for a season."
"unsure of what I was getting myself into" so am I. = =
Jer 32:27 “Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh: is there any thing too hard for me?”
----Felicia on 2008.03.10