First post

Hmm, first post should always be special. Let's see...

It was a nice morning. The air was fresh and it really felt like winter is coming but with a sense of clarity and solemness. I prayed to God while on my way to work, hoping that He would fill me up with his Holy Spirit for the day at work, which He did.  Once I got to my office, I put my stuff on the desk then sat down and started off the day with a moment of prayer in silence. I started working. During the course of the my work, I internally felt motivated. It was a strange feeling as well(maybe I had never experienced such feeling before). Later in the day, I realized that it was his Spirit at work, touching me. Througout the day, I particularly felt joyful. God has blessed me with a very cool cubicle mate who is really easy to get along with. Originally, I was working on 3rd floor, but due to someone returning from maternity leave, I had to relocate to 9th floor, and my cubicle just happened to be sitting right beside this mate. (It must have been his Plan for me now that I look back)

We went out for lunch at Subway, and had a good chat while walking back to office.

Knowing that I have a mission during my time here on this planet, I have decided to just try to step outside my comfort zone by slowly shifting the focus of subsequent conversation to God. I sometimes feel hesitating to do that because it is new to me, and I am not comfortable. But the bottom line is that I thank God for giving me this opportunity to do His work for His name and glory.

Nearing the end of the day, I got tired from work. I decided then to visit Kathleen S, who is the administrative assistant on my original floor. We had a pleasant chat about general stuff because Kath has a very rounded personality, and is very personable. Our conversation focused on life of artists. It was interesting to see what she had to say about being an artist. Almost at the height of the discussion, I was interrupted by a phone call for Kathleen. I went back to 9th floor, then had a walk with my cubicle mate who seems very receptive to dwelling on matters of deeper significance(i.e. questions that are not very obvious to answer.) We seem to click well.

Now writing this message while waiting in line to ge ta bus ticket for November, two months before I leave Ottawa for good, two months before the road of unknown. I am having a moment of anxiety and uncertainty, but I know that I should take joy in knowing that He will provide and take care of me because of his unfailing love and faithfulness.


At the end of the writing this message, i almost didn't realize it was about my turn to get the bus ticket.