WHERE I AM

By Charm Dogma

It was the second day of the Feast Conference 2025. I was stationed outside Hall 1 as one of the ID checkers for the masterclasses. The influx of attendees entering the third talk subsided. I was not feeling well so I went inside.I was trying to listen as the talk was relatable. However, I felt my body crashing. My feet were sore. My head was throbbing. I was really hungry. The food stall was at the other end of SMX (Hall 4) and I had very limited resources. I was really down.β€œπΏπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘, π‘Žπ‘š 𝐼 π‘€β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘šπ‘’ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑏𝑒?”
I could have been an attendee or a volunteer for a different role. Or, I could not be here, at all.
I asked the same question about my life. I also volunteered last year, but my situation was the polar opposite. I had a thriving career, good finances, in love, and was excited for the year ahead.
My situation now was NOT what I was praying for.
Eventually, I ate a hotdog and felt better. β€œπΊπ‘’π‘‘π‘œπ‘š π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘” π‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘Žβ€. I thanked the Lord for giving me a bit of hope and comfort. I pray that next year, wherever the Lord sends me, life will be better.
β€œπ‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘œπ‘’π‘  π‘π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ πΏπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š; β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘™π‘–π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘–π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘π‘™π‘’π‘ . π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ πΏπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ 𝑖𝑠 π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘˜π‘’π‘›β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘ π‘Žπ‘£π‘’π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘€β„Žπ‘œ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘ π‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘.” π‘ƒπ‘ π‘Žπ‘™π‘š 34:17–18.

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