I feel that I have crossed my Red Sea.
And my challenge now, like the Israelites, is not to forget God. Not to forget what God has brought me out of. Not to forget the days I cried out to Him and He answered me. Not to forget those days where I looked forward to these days.
Feeling a lil lost now.
In the past I'd be in army the whole week. Then when I came out, it'd be a mad rush to run a few errands and then I'd book in. Now sometimes I'm just wondering what to do with my time. Can't really sit still without working. But yeah, have a job teaching History March to August, and will be learning driving etc etc.
Still feel lost in a way.