December. As the month started, there I was, staring at the Christmas Decors inside the Church. Tears uncontrollably rolled down my cheeks. There was pain. So much pain. But I couldn't pinpoint where exactly did the pain come from, or what kind of pain was it. At that time, I felt God speaking to me, telling me, "Just let it out, my daughter. Surrender. Give me those pains. Cry. Let it out. Release." And so, I did. But together with the flowing of those tears, I choose to cling on to God's promise that there is beauty in this pain. It brings me closer to Him. It encourages me to participate actively in the Advent season. It teaches my heart to have an expectant faith.
Friend. Sister. Dreamer. Hopeful Romantic. But before anything: I am God's Princess. I am Me.