Just two days ago on a bus journey to work, God reminded me on an incident which happened seven years ago. I was at my lowest questioning who I was. A friend came to my place and talked to me at a nearby playground. Despite my failures, she did not condemn me. Now she is still encouraging me not to give up and that it is okay to be human. I am overwhelmed by God’s love for me: That He sent another great gift to me (not just dying on the cross for me) in my friend. God is indeed good. I’m blessed.