After a nap and some vanila tea, I closed my eyes and gave thanks.

This morning I chaired my first youth service at church. It was a nerve racking affair, having planned a few words and demonstrations that convey change which is due, I was uncertain of how my theatrics would be received despite encouraging comments from some good friends. I guess I was nervous mainly because I knew that more likely that not people are afraid of change.
But i feel like a catalyst this year. Change will somehow be my mission.

In the end, I guess you could say the service was a success, what happened afterward was a blur, morning tea, lunch...until I arrived home and crashed onto my bed.