Tomorrow, I'm attending a "Mission Seminar". May this be a proof of my insanity and restless soul... God only knows why He's sending me there.

I've always had this burning "feeling" inside of me that I was put on this earth for a greater good. So, after matric (Grade 12) I went into the teaching profession. I did bloody good and was for 14 years everyone's favourite teacher. But still I was not content ...

Then I wanted to go and feed the hungry children in Somalia, tend to the sick woman in Angola, spread the word of God in Libia! Madness I tell you !!! What the hell is wrong with me! Why can I just not be?

May I start finding my answers tomorrow? I'm not one of the holiest people in the world, and I know all about the "aching-for-God's-love-thing". I'm so full of sh*t, why do I have these aspirations?