Sunday, 30 November 2008 . 19:12

Hey all,
the 2nd edition of Slum Survivor just ended. It was grand, totally, and I really admire my fellow slummers who didn't complain and endured the hunger and slumness to the max, even when houses fell and food was late!
As for me, I went home... again. This year i was sure I wouldn't get sick, and even when I did feel my stomach turning upside down, I thought positivly and I actually tried turning it the right way once again. To no success... :/ The thing is (i'm just zvogating a little here ok) i'm thinking about July, about the possibility of going to Kenya, for another experience of missionary work. I've been to Palermo before, and after that I've always dreamed of Kenya. But, the question is.. am I allergic to rice? If I am.. can i still go to kenya? the thought of not being able to go breaks me, and the knowledge of having quit slum survivor for the 2 time makes me so miserable, i almost feel like I failed. The very second I called my dad to come for me I burst into tears. To me, it was a moment of failure, a moment of weakness. I wanted to resist, i wanted to pull through... but I didn't manage. I spoke to God that night, sobbed my eyes out with Him, but although I'm leaving it in His hands everything is still hazy and confusing...

"I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:12-13



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