Dear Tsiyin dear Cynthia,

I'm bored. Come back to Malaysia and cook dinner for me.

Love,
Szehui

Been reading Philip Yancey's A Skeptic's Guide to Faith.

Am still reading the same book.

I'm extremely slow.

There are mistakes that I've made, and the consequences too great to bear. Sam said, "It's not just me, I know you couldn't forgive as well." I agree.

Been to camp lately. Despite the fun, many questions struck me. What am I going to do with my life? Where will I go when I die? I don't wanna go to hell. For all my life I've been with God, and yet I don't think I've done enough for Him.

"There are many prodigal sons

On our city streets they run

Searching for shelter"

Leeland, Tears of the Saints

Thank you Lord for all the second chances that comes over and over again. I've been so obsessed with my own life. Many times I've cursed and badmouthed. On my own I cannot do much. Help me stretch out my hands and pick up the crippled man. I don't mind being the goody churchy girl.

Send me. I will go.