My Walkabout - Last Night In Sydney

I became ill after the conference. Flu on Saturday, followed by cough on Sunday, followed by fever on Monday. The devil is such a liar, I cannot even begin to describe how cheap his tactics were. All I remember was dark fear planted in my mind, and constant reminders of death and disease. My strength kept draining away while the devil kept bombarding my mind with blatant lies like, "Not only are you sick with H1N1, you're going to infect the whole family too!"

I had to turn to my Bible and read the Psalms and the Proverbs. I had to remind myself constantly of the Blood of Jesus and victory won on the cross. All the prayer and the Word of God made a difference. The fever broke this morning and I woke up feeling slightly dizzy but much stronger. It helps to be in a environment of the Love of Jesus.

I was able to go out to Piermont Fish Market, Darling Harbour, and Manly Island. There were my parents, Uncle Ron & Aunt Heong, Uncle Lionel & Aunt Pat, and my nephews, Thomas & Patrick. Its different when you are the only one in your generation in the group. I felt somewhat detached. I know my parents enjoyed themselves a lot.

You know what I want to learn?
How to never turn away from a person who has an infectious disease and needs the Love of Jesus.

Take that, devil.