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Date Posted: 22:25:45 10/01/08 Wed
Author: EC
Subject: It's never easy to ask for money

Yes, that's just not me. I figure out that it's all about my personal proud. It's just hard to ask for monetary help deliberately. I can share my calling and vision. People can respond voluntarily. But being offered long-term support, it's different.

The ironical thing is that I need the money. Wel, I don't want to reduce it as just asking for me. It's a journey of faith. Identifying the personal proud actually relates to my understanding on myself and spirituality in a deeper sense. Not only so, I indeed experiences the love, care and intimacy through the supports that I receive from people. All these are telling me that I am not alone on my seminary journey, in this particular season of life. It's warmth as if I am a little baby being cuddled by different hands.

I don't really know what I am thinking now. And probably God knows I am so uncomfortable to say my financially need out aloud. He prepares people to help me to say out. Still, the uneasiness is stirring in my heart. It's totally a mixed tensions: the uneasiness and warmth. Again, that's life, isn't it?

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