Is that the peace? Daily praise and worship to my God?

I am covered with mud and rain and difficulty to get fresh water ...yet...there is the simple satisfaction. Longing for fulfilment...

Back here in Singapore, my mud is the big responsibility, the daily stress and complaints I face. To think about it, sometimes my mud covered my eyes till my head and I can't see. Can't wipe it off. There, the mud is only on my feet.....my pants...