I just want to share. I joined a competition and I was hoping that this time, I will win. I lost sleep for it and even cry for frustration and ended up thinking "God would give this to me" because I worked hard for it and I cried for it. But what happened is, we lose, I lose. I cried and became frustrated because of what my parents may tell me. How can I face them, ashamed? I was soooo overwhelmed. However, with the help of the Holy Spirit, I run to God. I take delight on the thought na He is with me. And guess whatttttt, I've got the most extraordinary moments through the journey. But what I am more grateful, I put my faith in Him. This time, I did. Not the other way around. And that's more beautiful to hear than my name on the stage. :))