As the song goes: 'Count your blessings, name them one by one.'

You know what, God's blessings bestowed upon me is impossible to count. Countless. I have much to thank him for although at the same time ashamed of myself.

When everything else seems hopeless, he will be that light.

So another conference gone yet again. But this time it would really be different. I assure you change will take place. I believe so.

The year ahead will be a challenging one, not only academically. But we will all pull it all.

Fear not, for I am with you

Be not dismayed, for I am your God

I will strength you

Yes, I willl help you

I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

(Isaiah 41:10)

Another blessing I could count was yearly holidays, this year was an exception. Exceptionally good.

The feeling revolving around european cities it's something i can't seem to write in words, perhaps due to my lousy grasp of english. It gives a romantic, historical feeling but at the same time that modern feel is not totally elimated.

Perhaps it's due to the brilliant roman architecture or maybe of the brilliant landscape.

Everything there was almost like a post card picture scene. Mavellous. Awesome splendor.

I definately want to return back to Muchen and Praha someday in the future.

But the most important thing is to return to the fold.