Friday, February 1, 2002

Journal 1

It's a bit overwellming Lord. Grad is in 4 days. I leave for New Brunswick in 5. Tomorrow is my last day at work. I will miss it. I just met Vadim. We got along so well. He is so cute. Sorry. How do you say Christian in Russian? Maybe in New Brunswick me and Teresa can do some research. How could he not know what Christian was? Maybe they call followers something else. I don't even know how to ask if he knows you, Lord! I admire him for all he's lost in coming here, to Canada. I hope, that someday I can actually sit down and talk to him. Oh God, help him and his family. I do not know why they came to Canada... just please help them. And Lord, help me be what you want me to be, what people want me to be because I don't know how. They say I'm a watchman becayse I have a passion for it but how? What do you want? How can I pray so fervently? Please show me. I trust you, Lord. I love you. Good night.

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