God does work in wondrous ways.
Today, going home from work, I actually dreaded to go home because of the awkward silence, the not-knowing-what-to-say ... But she came to me, at one of her lowest points, if not the most. And you never kick a fallen man, that's what my mom always said. so I told myself, this is God's bridge. I put all my fears and apprehensions aside and helped her get up. That's how I crossed the bridge. :)
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
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