Today I am not happy because some one steal my motorcycle. I bought my motorcycle with the money that I got from selling my old motorcycle plus the money I've saved for a long time. I use my motorcylcle to deliver my daughter and the laundry. Now I can't use it anymore.
Tomorrow I've an appointment with one of my customers to take his laundry. I am so burden. I cried unto the LORD, I poured out my complaint before him like King David did. Even I didn't get my motorcycle this day, I learn how to share my burden to GOD and learn to be strong and to forgive.
I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication. 2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
Psalms 142:1-2 (KJV)
Psalm 141-144
My Quiet Time
Kos Yono