…..that’s the thought that came to me when I was travelling and trying to figure out my next move. Almighty God, I have no words to describe Your kindness to me not just during my holiday but always. It was more evident when I really had to trust You to help and guide me through the new cities I was visiting this past month. One of the many instances was in San Francisco, letting the kind young man help me by using his bank card (when the machine didn’t recognise my British equivalent ) to pay for my clipper ticket. As a result, I was able to give him the cash for it. The point was, he helped me and I was able to use to Bart to get to my destination. Bless him, Father. This was not just random - it was You guiding me all the way. You always meet me at my point of need. I am overwhelmed with gratitude. As the days go by, I will unpack the memories of your Kindness to document them as a memorial to You.