The joy of the Lord is really my strength!

Today was a mixture of good and bad day. I woke up early in the morning at 9am only to realised that my grandfather is in serious condition and not doing so good. Cried alittle. Ok, alot, but whatever.

So my family and I rushed to the hospital and visited him. He was dying and I felt in my heart that all the more I musn't miss church.

Service turned out to be awesome, worship was so close towards God. His presence was so strong that I keep on weeping.

It also turns out to be a prayer answered wonderfully before my eyes. I was kinda encouraging one of the zone member to have faith and stand strong in the Lord. I've prayed about this a few times.

So when I saw her went to the altar call, I thought to myself, "It's all worth it!"

Today was day of victory for me despite the loss of my grandfather; whom passed away around 3:30pm, when I was queuing up for service.

Thank You Jesus for Your strength!