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
