We went to the new office this morning. On the way back, Mr Yeo dropped Loo Ying at a temple near our office. Today is the 15th of the month, accordingly to the Chinese Calender.

I asked Peck Sia if Loo Ying is a devotee to her religion. She said she sort of is. On the 1st and the 15th of every month, she will be vegetarian and will go to the temple. She had asked or prayed for something before and it came true.

Upon hearing this, it strike a similarity in my case. I immediately told Peck Sia, "Me too!"

I have been going to Novena Church since December. Don't get me wrong. I am not converting to another religion. I never will though I am not a devotee of my own religion. I was born with this religion and it will remain with me still.

I go once in a while. Try to at least once a month. I will take the take the last row. To say things. Tell about my uncertainties, my insecurities, my happiness, my worries. And to pray.

How did going to Novena Church came about.
After the split, during that November and December period, as all will know how depressed and devestated one could get. Hopeless as well. I couldn't find peace within myself. I couldn't see hope. There were questions surronding me, emotions that overwhelmed me.

Actually, Sartha has been going to Novena Church a while back. She told me she would just go in, say what she has to say, and go. She told me, she went and said a couple of things and prayed for me too. I was so touched.

Out of desperation and wanted to seek peace badly, I decided to drop by and say out things that have been bottling in me.

God knows how many times, KS would accompany me to church and pray with me. Poor KS. He is a Buddhist.

I prayed. Concidentally or what, my prayers were answered.
I am utmost grateful for that.

I believe in God. Just don't ask me which God I believe in, like how Emmeline asked me before.
I just believe that there is God which I think is enough.

I would usually go, say the things I want to say and just leave.

Anyone who knows my mum reads this, please don't tell her that I visit Church. She will have the misconception that I am converting which I never will.

I prayed in my own way. The nights when just before I sleep, I will just pray in my own way. The way I am comfortable with.

That's how it should be. Isn't it. Whichever one feels most comfortable with.