When I heard the explosion last 25th of March, I felt like I was just imagining things because living in this place has proven that, this in fact was a safe country. I prayed for the first two explosions to be the last of it, but the succession was fast. I hope that everyone’s safe, I called my family and they were asleep and weren’t answering. I kind of wanted it to be
a dream, a nightmare that I can shake away afterwards but it was real.
I prayed to God to keep me safe. I pray to God to extend His grace and provisions to my family. I prayed for the country because inasmuch as it may not want expats anymore, I have grown to love the place and still wish it well.
These days have been really scary. But then I’d quote the verse in Philippians, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”
In this case,
of whom shall I be afraid?