At world's end and back.

My last day at work was 11th and I took off on the 12th at 8am for my very first mission trip.

I really needed to breakaway from the toxic environment at work. And I'm thankful that I plucked up the courage to jump out of the pan before I get burnt beyond repair.

And the trip truely refreshed my soul, my inner being, my resolve. It was like suddenly, everything just clicked. I never felt closer to God than this. Despite the poverty and dire conditions that we witnessed firsthand, God's mercy and love was so apparent. Away from the face-paced city life, away from internet access, my mobile phone, I felt so much more in control.

I'm missing the dusty streets, the cool nights, clear night skies with a million stars, long and bumpy rides from one place to another, meals together with the team, and the simplicity of everything.

Cheers, to a chapter closed and a new one open in my life.