The first time I faced a tough test against my faith since the conference was today.
I returned home from the outlying island of Cheung Chau with my sister. My sister needs to wake up at 6:30 am tomorrow. The Holy Spirit told me, an introvert, to care about her needs through a bible reading in 1 Corinthians 10.
We planned to get the 19:30 slow ferry, which should take us to Central by 20:30. The whisper came in again when my dinner came. I ate quicker than usual and waited for my sister, then we eventually left the restaurant at 18:50 and took a shortcut to the pier. As we got to the pier, a fast ferry, which would execute the 19:00 departure, just berthed. The queue for the 19:00 was quite long. There were less than 150 seats left, and a lot of people were still behind the ticketing gate. Initially, we wanted to stick with our original plan on getting the 19:30, but I followed the Holy Spirit and we tried our luck on the 19:00, which we eventually got on. The 19:00 was almost full tonight.
I used to avoid taking fast ferries shortly after a meal in fear of throwing up, but God held on for me and I didn't throw up on the ferry.
We eventually got to Central at 19:35, almost an hour earlier than expected, and returned home an hour earlier too. Then my sister can have enough rest for tomorrow!