lord, i pray...that you would help me survive every single day of the next two weeks. with work still done, with grace and a poker face, with an armor that will protect me from all sources of anxiety. because, at the end of every shooting day, it is still the work that matters. i am there for the work. kahit hindi ko na nakikita ang sarili ko na patuloy pa ring gagawin ang work na ganito in the future.
i pray, lord, that you would help me find a good place. a place where i can live life, be happy and fulfilled
kailangan ko lang i-post, para i-remind ang sarili ko, each time tinatamad ako, o pag nawawala ang dating sigla. i should grateful, for every day. because yes, my prayers were answered. because now, i think he has helped me find a good place.
during those days i hated my job, i hated every day i'd spend on the job. those days were dark and dreary, but they just passed. everything would matter for the moment, but moments pass, and as soon as they're gone, you're feeling okay again. konting time at konting processing lang, magiging okay ka rin eventually.
kaya salamat po, lord. sobrang thank you. i'm grateful, everyday.
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