I keep imagining Jesus calling me "O man of little faith..." Because indeed, I'm questioning where my faith is? What is faith anyway? It's certainly not something you imagine...it's something concrete that you hold on to, something that you are absolutely sure of...and it comes from God only. It's really mind-boggling...

Yes, I do think I'm starting this journey of faith from the beginning again, taking baby steps one step at a time. It is frustrating that I'm not growing as fast as I wanted to...and I truly hope that I don't lose this urge to seek God and drop back down to the beginning again...

Meanwhile, the second stage comprehensive is fast approaching, and I'm still far from being done with the preparation. I could delay this, but I don't want to prolong this burden. Right now, all I can see is the sense of release that I'll get after the exam's over. I'm so looking forward to extensive traveling and meeting with friends. But, I need to get over this hurdle first...