Walking aimlessly around the 101 district, that's what happened for the evening, after a deep afternoon nap. In another startling realization, even though my main hope for coming here is to meet people, unfortunately most of them are still in school, or at work, or at military service, during weekdays...and I can only hope to meet with them during the very short weekends...sigh...

Jetlagging is getting worse now, actually. Woke up several times this morning, the latest of which was 3am. I visited the washroom a bit too frequently...and I had terrible dreams, one where Francis treated me like he treated Ed, and that was just awful. Off to Tainan in a couple of hours.

To me, faith has at least two levels of meaning. On one level, faith is believing in the doctrine, the standard Jesus is the only son of God and He died on the cross for our sins, etc. To me, that's the easy part. There is another level of faith...faith that leads me to believe that Jesus is indeed my heart, and is working inside me, etc. A personalization of the doctrine, basically. Now that's hard, and I'm continuing to struggle with this, having doubts all around. I keep repeating this prayer from the Bible: "Lord, I believe! Help my unbelief!"