The closer you are to danger, the more you learn of how human you are. It’s a shame that I still persist in thinking that I can rely on myself, that I can count on my own wisdom and strength to get by. See, even if I know I can do something, or even if I know that the odds are in my favor, I also know for a fact that without putting God first in whatever I do, I run the risk of failure. The only problem is that I seem to have a pride that leads me to thinking that I frankly do not need God. This is the same pride that gave us a heaven and hell in the first place, and I am ashamed to admit that I submit to it quite easily.
I need help. I need the Lord.
May this time I spend in Baguio be good time. Blessed be His name forever and ever. I mean that with all sincerity within me.