Give Me Your Hand

A call to simply trust and place your life in the hands of another. I never imagine how this would feel like - to go beyond the world you've known all your life. It's surreal. Half the time you're trying to get used to reality and the other half you're wondering if you will wake up from your dream in any minute.

But I have to say it, so that it will be etched on social media world forever. I am in Johanessburg, South Africa, waiting for another flight to Durban. These terms, to me, were words that I never imagined would be part of my vocabulary.

He has been offering me this ever since. A life that I cannot get in my own capacity. I've escaped, played deaf, and doubted more than I should. His invitation gave me goosebumps, complex emotions, and multitude of churning stomachs. The first instinct was always to resist. How could I accept something like this? 

But God continued to ask me out anyway. His persistence despite my overpowering feeling of unworthiness and shame -- won me over like a kid being offered a free stay in Disneyland. 

I place my hands in His, my heart in His, my life in His. I do not know what will happen next. Worries, concerns, and anxieties flood my thoughts -- until His grace pours upon me with no hesitation.