It all started with a slight discomfort in me on Wednesday. When Thursday came, I thought it would be find for me to go to school and study but it end up the other way round - I fell sick, my whole body was so hot. When it was recess time, all I've eaten was just a stick of ice cream. After that lesson time was lessons, i thank God that not one of my teacher was teaching on that day, i get to rest in class but I, barely able to do so because my classmates was noisy.haha. Besides having fever, i was also down with a bad diarrhea. I had to go to the toilet for three times!! and the toilet is very far away from my classroom, you can imagine how long I took to reach the toilet...When i reached home after school, i went to my bed immediately. I woke up after a few hours of nap, and went to get ready for church, and also because my mom wanted to bring me to a clinic. Unfortunately, the clinic near my church was not open so i rested again in my church's office. When the meeting ended and everyone was going home, my stomach suddenly felt pain and i had to rush to the toilet. It was so pain that I just can't describe it...Oh, it was really pain! My mom and Pastor Mike prayed for me and we went home but there was still a little pain in my stomach.
When I reached home, everything i did was in super speed, because i needed to rest.A few minutes later, my sister brought medication for me and i swallowed it unwillingly and went to sleep again. At about 4am, i woke up to go to the toilet and.... This time, the pain of my stomach was unbearable, worst than the previous one.During this hour of pain,my mother and I kept praying. Instead of feeling better, the pain in my stomach increased. I was in deep pain and angry that i asked my mother why isn't God healing?! I doubted Him but my mother did not, she consoled me. When i went to bed, my mother and I prayed continuously but i prayed softly because i did not have strength to speak and slept.
Friday came and my sis, mom and I went for church. During worship, I was crying all the time because all the songs were touching, the presence of God was great and most important was I felt really sorry to God because I doubt Him for not healing me.I'm sorry God. And that's my story....To whoever that reads this blog what i wanna say is always believe in Him and never doubt, sometimes answer do not come immediately, because God wants us to exercise our faith and be patient...That's all.=)
