After a year and a half,
finally got it fixed.
It's been quite a wait
and thought I'll just pen down some thoughts
All of it started from a silly moment of mine
a really silly one
but we all have our silly moments don't we?
I guess I do regret it alittle
with all the trouble it has caused to myself and the people around
but I've seen how it has been a blessing in disguise as well
From the time in VJ,
it was used as a motivation to the team
it was used to mould me,
where it was less of myself, more of Him
Through all these times,
I'm learning how to be thankful for all the blessings
as I see how He has been in control through the years
Having been a gymnast and having my left leg as my balancing leg has made hopping around easier
All those training to the hands prevented me from suffering while using the crutches
To see how supportive family and friends have been
Little things like these which I overlooked
But I'm reminded,
Nothing happens by coincidence
Not once was He out of control
He's sovereign every moment
He's faithful through it all
He's good all the time
Count your blessings,
name them one by one.