When people would ask me if there was anything they could help me with during my sp days, I would say that all I needed was their prayers.
I needed a miracle to get to the finish line. Most of the time I felt helpless and also on the verge of breaking down.
Good thing I had Psalm 46:1 as my armour: "God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble." First thing every morning, I would whisper a short prayer, "Lord, please guide me through the impossible."
I will never forget the (so far) craziest three weeks of my life. Those sleepless nights led me one step closer to the fulfillment of my dreams.
And now, less than a week before the miracle I've worked hard for happens, I would like to express my gratitude to everyone. Everyone who was there for me when I felt like giving up. Everyone who prayed for me. Everyone who told me, "I know you can do it."
You know who you are and I can never thank you enough for pushing me to keep on keeping on.
Most of all I would like to give a huge shoutout to my ever loving, ever supportive parents. Thank you Ma, Dad, for teaching me that strength is something you choose. Thank you for showing me how to smile through the tears, how to laugh even when in pain. If not for the strength and wisdom you guys possess, I would not have had the motivation to become strong as well. Thank you also for always reminding me to tell the Heavenly Father everything.
I raise this eventful moment to You, Lord. This is all by Your grace. Thank You so much for another wonder. I will always keep in mind that nothing is impossible with You.
