I Want To "GO" Again


My thoughts are still slowly settling with the experiences from a mission (exposure) trip which I got back from a couple of days ago. Touched down Singapore at about 1.30am, followed by a series of events scheduled over the weekends. Attending a wake tonight. Haven't had time to blog about it. Like I said, I'll need more time to organise my thoughts.

But just a little prelude...

The 9 days spent at the Philippines (Santiago and Manila) were meaningful ones filled with thought-provoking moments and self-challenges blessed with God's grace. After 19 years of being with my Church, this is the first time I stepped into the mission field.

I'd never really felt compelled to go for one. This might sound a little superficial - I always thought that going for an overseas mission trip is like a 'rite of passage' for every believer. In simple words, I feel kinda lousy when I hear of the exciting stories of Church friends returning, but somehow, I was never convicted to join the ones before this. I try to encourage myself that one can be called to local 'mission fields' like workplace, school, at home, etc. I'm probably not totally wrong.

Anyway, there was a call for the Philippines trip under our cluster. It was an exposure trip and I thought it to be suitable because I've never been to one. Humbly labelled under 'exposure' kinda also lowers the expectation, well as far as I am concerned. My 3 other team mates (excluding the coordinator) were like me, in that this is our first time to the Philippines, and our first mission trip.

Till I can pen down more about the trip, I can only say that my heart for the mission field has been opened. I pray that God will bring me back out again. You know, I never liked overseas vacation trips. Even before this trip to the Philippines, I dread thinking of having to pack and unpack, and especially all the backlog of work in the office when I get back. It's just not worth the money. But when it is to meet with people you miss and with a meaningful purpose, it's a different story. I met many earthly 'heroes' - faithful workers of God's redeeming love.

Indeed, as our Pastors and leaders have been telling us, "many are called, few are chosen." And from there, how many can be counted as faithful?

I want to "GO" more. I'm going to think of a list of practical and viable ways to enable me to do it again. Yes, my 'new year' resolution list is in the making, or should I say, it's in the...listing! :P

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