I miss...

I miss Brisbane.
Everything about it.
South Bank. Kelvin Grove. City. Sunnybank. Milton. Kangaroo Point. West End. Ascott. Mount Gravatt.
I miss checking out exhibitions at museums. I miss taking the CityCat. I miss my Korean kimchi fried rice and Kadoya curry. I miss catching movies with friends for only $5.50. I miss staying with my sister and Geri, having them entertain me with their dialogue and willingly get fattened up by eating their delicious experiments in the kitchen. I miss having lotsa time at my disposal that I can decide whether to rent a DVD to watch or a book to read. Most of all, I miss having a church where I call home, where I'm happiest attending and serving the people.

Maybe it's the e-mail I received telling me of a creative worship team night event. Maybe it's all Sam's fault because he said to bring my passport out on Monday because we are going to Brisbane. Or maybe...

It's just the stress of the week getting to me. Don't think I've mentioned it but currently I'm freelancing as a writer for a magazine (no prizes for guessing which one). To say I'm constantly feeling the heat is an understatement. It's crazy that I hafta meet deadlines the moment I set into the office, even on the first day of work. In fact, it was so overwhelming that I can't help but run into Sam's arms and cry the moment I saw him after my first day of work. And I thought today would be the easiest day of the lot, having to just be present at a photoshoot. But no, one of the girls had to pull out at the last minute due to illness and I was left scrambling to find a substitute.

I feel so small sometimes. I feel so helpless whenever things spin out of my control. Sometimes I feel so far away from God although all I ever want is to draw closer to Him everyday.

It's just been a really long week. What I'm doing is something I love but currently causing me alot of pain. But... I'll push on, because I'm sure God has prepared a great reward for me at the other end of things.