Last night my bag got snatched again.
I lost my debit card.
All my money.
My new phone.
My SG SIM Card.
Could be worse,
didn't lose my passport, ipod or camera.
This morning I had to call Ambassador Eng and ask for money.
I'm trying to stay positive but I feel awful.
I know these are all lessons but maybe I'm not strong enough for this.
I'm alone in a 3rd world county with no money except some that i borrowed.
I've lost my phone and all your numbers.
I've lost my debit card and have to wait 2 business days to receive one and 2 business days to send back the registration slip.
I have nothing.
Maybe God's trying to take everything away from me to show me that all I need is him.
But, God, where the bloody hell are you?