it’s 1:28AM
right now. i am physically tired, but i just felt so urged by the Holy Spirit
to write down my thoughts before i actually forget them.
checking on
the updates from my social media platforms (from Facebook to Twitter to
Instagram), i notice that joining a Dream Team and serving at church is not an obligation,
an impulsive action or even driven by a pure naivety. at the beginning, i
thought it was impulse. i thought it was the right thing to do, because i was
so hungry to serve God and do more things for Him. so i joined in on things. i
try to learn.
joining
Lightbulb was probably the silliest thing to do. that was definitely impulse. i
joined Lightbulb with an attitude not to serve God, but to learn how to dance.
obviously it doesn’t turn out to be as easy as i thought(what does, really?),
but throughout the process which is even going on right now, i learn. i learn
that dance is not a series of movements, and truly acknowledge its ability to
express. i learn about leaders and people who come straight after work just to
learn dance. i learn that i’m a whiner. i learn that i’m no dancer. i learn of
the weariness on everyone’s faces after two hours of practice, and we’re all
still willing to get back into positions when the music plays. through events
or happenings which takes place during the process of practices, i learn to
want to pray even more specifically. i learn that i am growing, albeit slowly,
but still growing. Lightbulb
has the most amazing leaders and people to learn from, and i cannot ever stop
learning from these wonderful and awesome children of God. i am completely blessed
to even be in a performance.
joining the
Acts PJ Host team is also a surprise to me. i think i just got greedy and
wanted to be more known. although most of all, i wanted to know more people in
church and actually recognize these people who come to church. the Hosts team
are the people whom church-goers first meet and see the last. we are the ones
who greet them with a smile, and it’s a strangely wonderful thing because when
i see someone heading my direction when i am in the all-black Host team
uniform, it is entirely effortless for me to curve my lips upwards and shake
their hands. it comes so naturally.
the Angsana
community service brightens up my Saturdays. even though it’s a drag to wake up
early even on Saturdays, when i see the kids at Angsana, i am instantaneously
reminded of pure happiness. teaching the children English proves to be a chore,
yet when i finally manage to make them understand and comprehend something, i
feel that satisfaction in my belly and the looks on their faces are priceless.
now, i am
offered to be part of Heidy’s Refuge For The Refugees core team, and my friend still encourages
me to join the Acts Design team.
God’s
blessings are just pouring in, and the fact that He is offering me so much is
just amazing. as much as i hate not having enough time to sleep, i know, doing
all of this is to please Him and spread word about His love for the world, and
if i could do this, it brings me joy as well.
this has
been a boring post about my journey with Christ so far. this is written mostly
just to be kept as a record.
i pray that
i will be able to grow into a selfless, strong, honest, down-to-earth, caring
leader.
someday.
1 comment:
Yo Xin Wei!
So good to see you grow! It's so amazing to be able to be with you alongside too. Sometimes it may start out as impulse but slowly it will grow onto a passion to want to serve for god. You would soon know that you actually love to do it and even more want to do it cause you know it's for God.
As for the team thing, it's suppose to be a hush hush thing for now.
And, just because I study design, doesn't mean that I can design well. Designs take passion. You actually have the talents, and can do even better than I do. You actually have more skills than I do, in terms of the graphic side(I can't use Ai and Ps at all).
Start believing in yourself but remain humble. I believe we would make a great team!-but I don't know if I want to join in yet.
Continue to grow on!
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