Everything is in His hands

Sometimes you get really worried when faced with the uncertain. Sometimes you complain.
Yet when you realise you are so much more better off then others, you begin to think, why?

When I was posted to the navy, I dint even know what it meant. A platoon mate called me a lucky boy. I was like the only 1 from my company who was posted in. From what I read, the navy offered optimistic prospects. After a week of contact with my previous platoon mates, I realised, God was good to me. I could enjoy Muslim food, sleep longer, dorn a smart looking white uniform. Even transport was provided from tanah merah right to my doorstep. Everything is in His hands. I believe that my posting to the next vocation which I will specialise in, is also in His hands and so is my uni application. If He can do that for me, an unfit soldier, He can do so for you too.