James, being in Brunei for the past one month & for the next coming month, may not be with me now, but nevertheless, I know that my Jesus is with me.
When I feel so exhausted, sick, & uncomfortable, He is with me.
When I feel so lonely & restless, He is with me.
When I just want to talk to somebody & there's no one, He is with me.
When I get emotional because of my pregnancy hormones, He is with me.
When I feel so helpless taking care of Charis alone, He is with me.
Jesus loves me, calls me His own.
Jesus loves me, He makes me whole.
Jesus loves me, heart overflows.
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Families' Birthday
In one weekend, we celebrated my brother's birthday at home & my neice 21st birthday at her chalet! Wow, eventful!
It had been a blessing to celebrate his birthday after an eventful year, & even though many things had changed in his life, I thank God for every of his single day & there'll be more birthdays to come till we're old.
My family had always been a close knited one, & I love & treasure every one of them.
A PRIVILEGE to Serve
Something's been bothering me for months... & that's about returning to JAMs to serve. It has not been easy to do that anymore since I had Charis. My sister can't take care of Charis on Saturdays morning so either James or me had to stay home to look after her while one of us serve. So far, security team seems to need him more than my busing needs as Rebecca had been doing such a great job, so it had been me that's staying home on Saturdays morning while he serves.
Finally, we did some sacrificial arrangement by me forgoing work on one of the weekdays to take care of Charis in order to "compensate" my sister for taking care of Charis on Saturday instead. Of course, it is not such a smooth negotiation since weekends are precious break for her since she can finally go out with her children on that day.
We were so excited that I even announced to Pst Lily, Adiel & Rebecca about it... but then complications arises recently again...
I used to take serving in a ministry for granted, but now that I am not able to serve, I realised that serving is a PRIVILEGE. I used to complain about those hours I had to put in, those sacrifices I had to make, those clients & income I had to "forgo" in order to have more time to serve, those unappreciative moments, etc. Now that I don't have to sacrifice anything, I don't have anything to complain anymore, but I am not happier either.
I miss my bus N11. I missed my students whom I always call them my children, especially the girls, William & Jason.
I miss standing at the sound console, playing & fixing the sound.
I miss seeing the students stream into the hall, all excited & full of smiles.
I miss the them coming up to me & shake my hands & say hi & bye to me.
I miss them cheering for their friends during games time.
I miss watching them praising & worshiping God.
I even miss the object lesson which I seldom pay any attention to.
Almost every time after James come back from JAMs, he would update me about the service & my students. This was our way of helping me "stay in touch". When he tell me that they had a very good worship session & God's presence was very strong, I would wish I was there too.
Indeed, being able to serve is a PRIVILEGE.
It was such a yearning within me, but all I could do was to cry out to God to make a way out for me to serve. In the past, I would have thought it was crazy to be so desperate to serve that I would even cry about it in my quiet time with God. I used to look forward to the day when I can finally take a "break" from serving, but now I am looking forward to take a "break" from my ministry leave instead. What an impact JAMs have made in my life subconsiously all these years that this ministry has so become such a part of my life now.
I understand that there are seasons in our life when we need to priortise certain things at certain moments. But isn't it wonderful if every seasons we can have the capacity to still meet those priorities & serve at the same time? I don't have this capacity yet, but I pray that one day I will have it, & I'm learning to take a step of faith towards that.
Finally, we did some sacrificial arrangement by me forgoing work on one of the weekdays to take care of Charis in order to "compensate" my sister for taking care of Charis on Saturday instead. Of course, it is not such a smooth negotiation since weekends are precious break for her since she can finally go out with her children on that day.
We were so excited that I even announced to Pst Lily, Adiel & Rebecca about it... but then complications arises recently again...
I used to take serving in a ministry for granted, but now that I am not able to serve, I realised that serving is a PRIVILEGE. I used to complain about those hours I had to put in, those sacrifices I had to make, those clients & income I had to "forgo" in order to have more time to serve, those unappreciative moments, etc. Now that I don't have to sacrifice anything, I don't have anything to complain anymore, but I am not happier either.
I miss my bus N11. I missed my students whom I always call them my children, especially the girls, William & Jason.
I miss standing at the sound console, playing & fixing the sound.
I miss seeing the students stream into the hall, all excited & full of smiles.
I miss the them coming up to me & shake my hands & say hi & bye to me.
I miss them cheering for their friends during games time.
I miss watching them praising & worshiping God.
I even miss the object lesson which I seldom pay any attention to.
Almost every time after James come back from JAMs, he would update me about the service & my students. This was our way of helping me "stay in touch". When he tell me that they had a very good worship session & God's presence was very strong, I would wish I was there too.
Indeed, being able to serve is a PRIVILEGE.
It was such a yearning within me, but all I could do was to cry out to God to make a way out for me to serve. In the past, I would have thought it was crazy to be so desperate to serve that I would even cry about it in my quiet time with God. I used to look forward to the day when I can finally take a "break" from serving, but now I am looking forward to take a "break" from my ministry leave instead. What an impact JAMs have made in my life subconsiously all these years that this ministry has so become such a part of my life now.
I understand that there are seasons in our life when we need to priortise certain things at certain moments. But isn't it wonderful if every seasons we can have the capacity to still meet those priorities & serve at the same time? I don't have this capacity yet, but I pray that one day I will have it, & I'm learning to take a step of faith towards that.
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