A large portion of my day was seen through blurry eyes. I sit here, a few hours away from hopping in a taxi to the airport, I feel a bit high from crying so much. As I said my good-byes in Nana tonight, and took some time in Starbucks to listen to the Lord, he gave me this simple verse. My heart did one of those double beats as I realized I could have very well spoken this myself....the perfect mantra for my days in Bangkok.

"But as for me, I shall always have hope;
I will praise you more and more.
My mouth will tell of your righteousness;
of your salvation all day long,
though I know not its measure."
Psalm 71.14-15