Friday, April 20, 2012

Blind Curve Ahead


First published on Wednesday, April 4, 2012 at 6:25pm

Bethel, a friend from the other side of the globe wrote me and asked one question I avoided these past weeks--- for it just make me feel uncomfortable. She said: "forever na ba mo diha sa Manila or after schooling lang?" I smiled at the word "forever".  

School Year 2012-2013 is the last leg of the three-year track my husband opted for a program that leads to an MA degree.  Meanwhile, I'll finish mine on the first term. God-willing, we will graduate together in March of 2013. I know that Rueland is earnestly seeking the Lord about this. But chose to be quiet for now. Sometimes I would do some prying or give some hints that obviously annoy him. Oh, the corrupted Eve in me! 

Where is the next stop of the journey? Scary thought! Not really the "where" per se, but its implications. I wish I have the answer now. I wish I can answer my friend specifically.   

Guess what? Someone up there was touched by this woman's restlessness! As I was typing my reply to my friend, God just brought to mind a song that speaks of one's desperation and just allow God to go before him.  It is the same song that Bethel and I used to sing together in church and in youth camps. Down the memory lane, I chose to trace imprints of His grace and mercies. And then told myself,  "Hey, isn't it too late to doubt now? ;-)

How clever the Father is!  First, He refreshed my memory with my commitment to follow and obey Him. Then, He assured me that He is God eternal and unchanging--that is His commitment to me! And as if to nail down His point--- He gently rebuked me that for a wife and mother who is under the authority of her husband, there is no other way to go but to be still and know that He is the God who called my husband-- He will be our portion here on earth and in eternity.  Such awesome way of loving by our Heavenly Father! 

So... my action point from hereon is: No more prying or giving of hints. Just sing! ;-)

Lead Me  
written by Steve Taylor

Lord, I'm through trying to take the upper hand.
I never knew, but now I think I understand.
On my own, wanting it in black and white.
On my knees, things are in a different light.
Chorus:
Lead me along the path.
Lead me along the winding way.
I trust enough to never need the why if You'll take me to the where.
Lead me along the path.
Lead me along the winding way.
I don't know what's around the corner Lord, but I know that You'll be there.

Lord I'm through wondering what lies in store.
It's up to You, You've never let me down before.
Bubbles burst when I'm the one who knows what's best.
When You're first, I'm never gonna second-guess.

Bridge:
Helpless alone
Blest be the ties.
My point of view points to You
You've become my eyes.

In case you would like to check on this song, found a nice video of it. Here is  the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBvGAM5641g 

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"I trust enough to never need the why if You'll take me to the where."

The badge and the slim woman


First Published on Tuesday, March 6, 2012 at 5:06pm

Unmindful of the many people around, he came running.   From behind, he shouted "Mom, I got a surprise for you and dad!" Knowing Joshua, it's next to impossible to contain his excitement.  But then, we need to rush home. So I motioned him to come so we could proceed to the nearest taxi bay.

As soon as we got home, Josh, beaming with smile presented two brown paper bags (from Papelmeroti)- one for mom and one for dad. "Oh, it's a badge!" I exclaimed. And continued on to read the quote printed on it:
" A mother's love and quiet trust in the Lord are the hidden strengths of the home."

As if in a trance, I was suddenly in a deep thought (actually in prayer),
"Lord, how did Joshua know that I struggle in the area of  quiet trust? I could almost see an angel leading him to choose this one perfect badge amongst the many designs in that store so You could give me a gentle reminder and rebuke. ;-)"
 Joshua just stood there infront of me as if waiting for my comment. So I got up and gave him a big thank you hugs and kisses and held him for a while in my lap.   Then I turned to Rueland and saw that he also got one badge that says, 
"World's Greatest Dad"

"Congratulations, dear, for being the greatest dad of this world!" and I hugged Joshua even more.
I didn't realize that "congratulating" his dad would move Joshua to explain something very important-- and yes, he was serious about it.  He said,  "Mom, I was supposed to buy that badge which says"World's Greatest Mom", but there's a picture of a slim woman on it. Since you are not slim, so I didn't buy it na lang."   And I literally roared into laughters.

As I pondered on Joshua's sweet surprise, it got me thinking what truly makes a mom the world's greatest in every child's eyes.  Definitely not because she is slim and fit! 

Let me flashback to some 30+ years ago. My childhood is filled with sweet memories of my own mother, the late Leonila Idal Datas Serrano. I am amazed to realize that much of the joy I felt in mothering Joshua now is because of how she mothered me in those first 10 years of my life. There was that purest joy and fun when she plays with me, there was a feeling of comfort and warm when she's around and there was a sense of pride when she would boast about me to her relatives and friends. ;-)

I am convinced that JOSHUA MADE THE BEST CHOICE in picking that badge for me. For greatness is but a natural result of a sacrificial love and a quiet trust in the Lord

Inspirations from "Sendong" Victims


 First published on Monday, December 26, 2011 at 7:21pm

More than the resiliency which we Filipinos are known for, I would like to believe that the statements below are one of the answers to millions of prayers uttered/whispered for residents of CDO and Iligan cities. I am sharing them to you (in case you haven't read them yet) to get inspiration from. I was in tears while reading this, particularly the last paragraph, made me shout "Amen!"

Let us continue to pray for rehabilitation and restoration of shelters and infrastructures; that financial aids will be managed well and protected from any selfish gains. Likewise, pray for healing of lives from trauma and shock; that they will respond positively to medical volunteers. 

Read on and be inspired:

In six evacuation centers crammed with 20,000 people in Cagayan de Oro, a mix of desperation and a subdued Christmas spirit was in the air on Friday.

For single-mother Nova Lopena, there was so much to thank for. "We lost our house, our little shelter, but he is the greatest gift for this year," the 17-year-old said of her 2-week-old baby Hadji Rey.

At West City Central School, Josefa Mandula, 66, was waiting for her son to arrive with food packs from the relief line. Mandula's house was swept away by the rampaging flood, but nothing could stop her from celebrating with her family intact in the evacuation center.

"We can prepare sardines, pancit or misua so that we can have something to eat," Mandula said.
Said Imelda Lantawan, whose family was sharing a room in the school with 25 other families: "It would be a great Christmas after all, with new friends we can share experiences with."

In one corner, Cesar Legazpi said that despite the tragedy, there was reason to be thankful for the second chance in life.

"While others perished, we need to go on and smile and honor their memories. We must be thankful for the chance we are given because many did not have that chance," Legazpi said.
Bleak Christmas

Flora Abellanosa, 65, said celebrating Christmas at the evacuation center would give survivors a chance to "reflect on their lives, their blessings and losses, and the chances we are given and the changes we are going to make."

Vilma Laturino, an evacuee at Xavier Heights in Upper Balulang, said she was thankful that her husband and her five children survived Friday's disaster. "Our Christmas celebration will be sad because we lost our home. It is really painful to be celebrating it in an evacuation center, but at least my family is safe," she said.

Reminder of Christ
At the flood-stricken village of Balulang, Teresita Palacio was still clearing debris in front of her house. She still could not say where and how her family would spend Christmas. "But it will come. It serves to remind us of the sufferings of Jesus, whose birthday we are celebrating," Palacio said.

At Villa Angela Subdivision, Carmelita Sabinay could only stare at the Christmas gifts she had wrapped last week. They were now scattered on the mud-splattered floor. The Christmas tree was in the garbage dump outside. But the lantern still hangs in the garage. "The Christmas tree was beyond repair, so it has to go, but not the spirit it represents," Sabinay said.   COPYRIGHT: ASIA NEWS NETWORK
Excerpts from the news taken from: http://ph.news.yahoo.com/sendong-death-toll-philippines-may-reach-3-000-084006851.html

No Doubt About it! (and my 3-Point Prayer that comes along)


First published on Monday, November 14, 2011 at 11:43am

I BELIEVE IN THE INTEGRITY OF THE JUDGES! They are experts and they did well. The decision may not be popular but they stood to what is right-- BEING THE EXPERTS (or authority) IN THE FIELD OF BOXING. Thus, there's NO DOUBT ABOUT IT-- (and I hope those who doubted would concede) that indeed it was our MANNY PAQUIAO who DESERVES THE TITLE.  

My 3-Point Prayer for Manny Paquiao is that:
  • he will not give in to the "doubters".  Paquiao need not go for the 4th fight against Marquez just to prove his might.  The 3rd one is enough proof that he is better than Marquez. Not to mention those  others he had won over in the past years;
  • he will firmly decide to retire-- for the sake of his health, his family and his constituents. Back home is a stronger enemy to fight for the Filipino people-- to fight poverty in the hearts and minds of people and rally them to rise above the poverty mentality; and lastly
  • that his pride will not feed on the power of politics. With or without the position, he can make a lot of difference. One classic example is Jimmy Carter whose "Habitat for Humanity" made more and is continually making a global impact (as compared to his impact when he was the president of the USA).
Encompassing the above prayer points is his relationship with Jesus Christ.  I hope that he will be intentional in knowing the Lord, and that God will surround him with the right people who could lovingly coach him in fighting life's real battle field-- the self.  Mark Anthony accurately described it when he said (paraphrased), nothing is much sweeter than victory over self.  Although it is ironic (at least to me) that,  after betraying Rome for his love for Cleopatra -- the two chose to end life in a "duo-suicide" when Rome's great military overpowerd them.  

Join me in praying that Manny Paquiao (together with Jinkee and children) will draw strength from Jesus and to rely on the power of God in all his remaining fights in this life. 

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Songs of my father...


First published on Monday, October 3, 2011 at 12:33am

I'm usually senti when memories of my papang struck me.  
Both the good and not so good ones are carefully kept in my heart. 
The ones that stood out are his favorite songs that unknowingly were passed on to me.
I usually sing them in my quiet moments.  They bring sweet memories of how my father live out his faith in Jesus, his passion in preaching the gospel to the tribes. Here are some lines of his favorite hyms that are very meaningful and deep. These songs truly cheered me along life's dark days. 

"Each step I take, I know that He will guide me, to higher ground, He ever leads me on; Until someday, the last step will be taken; Each step I take, just leads me closer home.."  

"Many things about tomorrow, I don't seem to understand, but I know WHO holds tomorrow, and I know, He holds my hands"

"But I know Whom I have believed, and I'm persuaded that He is able to keep that which I've committed, unto Him against that day!"

" The love of God is greater far Than tongue or pen can ever tell; It goes beyond the highest star, And reaches to the lowest hell;The guilty pair, bowed down with care,God gave His Son to win; His erring child He reconciled, And pardoned from his sin."

It's a regret that I have not told him this when he was still alive. Nor expressed how I truly appreciate his work, his life and his impact to mine. And this truly pains me everytime. So I just sing his songs...and our Heavenly Father hears and receives the praise!

Coming out from the flesh trade


Tuesday, August 30, 2011 at 6:22pm

Surely there had been thousands of reflections on her life.   But this morning's reflection on Mary Magdalene's encounter with Jesus at Simon's house (Luke 7:36-50) was something new-- at least to me. ;-) I got stuck thinking about the perfume. Yes, the cost of the perfume which is equivalent to a one-year salary (granting a minimum-wage earner, still, the perfume is expensive!)

Why this particular perfume?  Simon knew who she was. And probably, he is fuming mad at the thought of having her in the house. Of all people! Why on earth she was there? How could this woman put him in a very embarrassing situation. And to make a scene like that? The nerve! 

Why that particular perfume?  Mary invested on that expensive perfume for her to thrive in the flesh trade. She is beautiful but she needs a signature scent that would signal clients to come nigh. But that very moment, she just poured everything on to Jesus feet.  "What a waste of money!", the spectators smirked. And the banquet host began to question Jesus why he seemed to enjoy the attention given him.  Of which Jesus politely and indirectly anwered by quoting a story.  Simon must have marked that day!

With that last drop of perfume comes Mary's resolve to come out from and leave the flesh trade for good.   Of course the economic implication of her decision is obvious. I wonder how many mouths she need to feed, how many lives depend on her?  But nothing matters to her that very moment than being able to express her utmost love to Christ who brought meaning and purpose to her life. She radically and publicly surrendered her life, her job and her future.

"Your sins are forgiven.. your faith has saved you; go in peace", Jesus' gentle affirmation to Mary. And such affirmation encompasses the journey of the here and now and the life after-- until that final stop in glory.  

I smiled, trying to picture how Mary Magdalene took those words. Did she excitedly leapt on her feet and gave Jesus a big hug? Ooops, culturally unacceptable. Or maybe she just contained her joy in her heart, and silently left. ;-)

Then my thoughts went back to the perfume-- this time, my perfume.  
 Have I poured out the last drop or am I still keeping some?

"Lord, you created me and You know me better than I would ever know myself.  Open my eyes and help me see the areas that are left unsurrendered; that I may offer them to you without any reservations; that before you I can honestly say, 'Lord, reign in me'. Thank you for your unconditional love and grace. To you I offer my life every day. Amen"

My Jellyfish Encounter


First published on Monday, August 15, 2011 at 1:41am

No, not in the water but in a dark large room where some parts of its walls are converted into a glass window showcasing beautiful dancing Jellies. Almost like fairies! (Ahem, as if I'd seen one! lol)

The tour guide explained that, “Jellies are transparent. So we designed the aquarium with shifting lights that create the colors in every jellyfish that you’d see inside”.  

In amazement I was teary-eyed.  No, not at the lights—but at the very beauty of  jellies dancing and waving, as if inviting me to touch them!  There’s a wonderful delight inside me that I couldn’t help my tears from flowing.

Of course, even if there’s an opportunity for me to touch them, it will be unwise to do so.  I learned in biology class and I quote "that touching or being touched by a jellyfish can be very uncomfortable, sometimes requiring medical assistance; sting effects range form no effect to extreme pain to death.  Because of the wide variation in response to jellyfish stings, it is wisest not to contact any jellyfish with bare skin. Even beached and dying jellyfish can still sting when touched."

Joshua then asked me, “Mom, why don’t they sting one another?”  And because I was in deep thought, I replied, “Oh, that’s one great question, son, that mom is not prepared to answer for now.” (If there’s an honest alibi, then consider that to be an example! lol)  Lost in his own delight, my son continued to enjoy the wonderful sights and went ahead.

While I was left on that melancholy mode, I was reminded of our lives as followers of Jesus. When in all abandonment, we surrender and let Him  take full control of our lives, it is like being  transparent to Him.  And the more transparent we become, the very light of our Lord Jesus will bring out the beauty in us and subsequently brings delight to the Almighty Father.

I cannot fully describe my delight as my eyes feasted on the beautiful dancing jellies.  I can only express them through tears.  I left that room with a prayer thanking God for His grace—that through Jesus Christ, we are being delighted by our Heavenly Father.  And what a wonderful privilege to have a taste of such a delight!

PS: 
So what’s the answer to my son’s question?  The book says that a jellyfish stings only their prey. That means they don’t consider one another as prey. As simple as that!  This leads us to another moral of the story--- that true believers of Jesus do not sting one another! ;-)

"Thank you, Lord, for Manila Ocean Park's complimentary ticket. Dateline: 13 August 2011"

Is Judas Iscariot "save"?


First published on Tuesday, July 26, 2011 at 3:43pm

I was trying to convince my classmate to choose Judas Iscariot as her subject for a Character Study (a requirement for the completion of NT class). "You may discover that Judas is saved after all".  My friend was a little bit shocked with my statement and she asked "why, sister, do you believe so?"  "Why not?" "I am not sure, but whether I believer or not, it does not really matter. Only God knows!" 

There had been debates on this issue. Pro-Judas articles and books had been published and points raised are somehow true. I read today Max Lucado's article and it gave clarity (at least to my layman's mind) on Judas' state.  It's also an invitation for heart examination. Read on...

JUDAS, THE MAN WHO NEVER KNEW

I've wondered at times what kind of man this Judas was.  What he looked like, how he acted, who his friends were.

I guess I've stereotyped him.  I've always pictured him as a wiry, beady-eyed, sly, wormy fellow, pointed beard and all.  I've pictured him as estranged from the other apostles.

Friendless. Distant. Undoubtedly he has a traitor and a quisling.  Probably the result of a broken home.  A juvenile delinquent in his youth.

Yet I wonder if that is so true.  We have no evidence (saved Juda's silence) that would suggest that he was isolated.  At the LAst Supper, when JEsus said that his betrayer sat at the table, we don't find the apostles immediately turning to Judas as the logical traitor.

No, I think we've got Judas pegged wrong.  PErhaps he was just the opposite.  Instead of sly and wiry, maybe he was robust and jovial.  Rather than quiet and introverted, he could have been outgoing and well-meaning.  I don't know.

But for allt he things we don't know about Judas, there is one thing we know for sure:  He had no relationship with the Master.  He had seen Jesus, but he did not know Him.  He had heard JEsus, but he did not understand Him.  He had a religion but no relationship.

As Satan worked his way around the table in the upper room, he needed a special kind of man to betray our Lord.  He needed a man who had seen JEsus but who did not know him.  He needed a man who knew the actions of Jesus but had missed out the mission of Jesus.  Judas was this man.  He knew the empire but had never known the Man.

Judas bore the cloak of religion, but never knew the heart of Jesus.

We learn this timeless lesson from the betrayer.  Satan's best tools of destruction are not from outside the church; they are within the church.  A church will never die from the immorality in Hollywood or the corruption in Washington.  But it will die from corrosion within---from those who bear the name of JEsus but have never met him and from those who have religion but no relationship.

Judas bore the cloak of religion, but he never knew the heart of Christ.  
LEt's make it our goal to know Christ deeply.

From Shaped by God (original title: On the Anvil) Copyright (Tyndale House, 1985, 2002) Max Lucado

How much LCUs you've got?


First Published on Thursday, June 30, 2011 at 10:42am


Here we come, here we go. Life is filled with come and go. 
We're MOVING to a new house (for the 4th time in less than two years)
Talk about adding 25 life change units (LCUs) to the 299-LCUs 'allotment' every year. ;-)

Wondering what am I talking about?
Got this from the seminar on stress (three years ago) by Ptr. Eugene Beck of JARON Int'l Ministries.
Here are some excerpts:
From the study of Dr. Thomas Holmes at the university of Washington, and I quote, "it was concluded that from a strictly human point of view, no person in his own strength could handle 300 or more LCUs in a 12-mo period of time without suffering physically or emotionally within the next two years." 
On the scale that Dr. Holmes developed, he gave the following events in life these life change units:
Death of spouse - 100 LCUs
 Divorce from one's mate - 73 LCUs
 Pregnancy - 40 LCUs
 Remodeling your home - 25
LCUsChristmas - 12 LCUs
Who knows how many units that driving in traffic, work problems, child and teens parenting and the not so good news about an x-ray or lab tests results are worth?

My hubby and I had some refresher discussion on this and we both realized that we're still in the middle of the year of 2011! Ugghh..   Although I am tempted to count my own LCUs, the Lord just brought my focus on the line "no person in his own strength can handle..." that categorically lead us to do something and get some help.  And that brought to mind my life verse,
"I can do all things through Christ Who gives me strength" (Phils 4:13)

I know, mine is so little as compared to those who have been greatly affected by flood in Metro Manila and the countryside.  (The recent of which is in Davao, my home city) and overwhelming and mind-cracking calamities elsewhere.

But we have a great God who is much much greater that all these difficult situations we are in. LCUs may soar up to thousands but who is counting? I'd rather not. My God from WHOM my help comes from is above all these and He will empower us to rise above as well. ;-)

Instead of counting LCUs, my heart choses to count all the blessings in the past, at the moment, and in the future. As my fave hymn goes, "count your blessings, name them one by one".  
This, I think is one of the best antidotes to stress! ;-)

Know & Rest: Revisiting the Greatest Invitation of All Time


First Published on Tuesday, June 28, 2011 at 2:08pm

You must have heard this passage for quite sometime. Preachers would often quote this during an evangelistic event or when one would start the altar call, inviting the tired and weary to come to Jesus. Some would even make it sound hiply by adding "try Him today and see the difference". 
Sounds like a billboard ad!

The passage I am talking about is found in the book of Matthew 13:28-30.  I had the chance to revisit it recently and this time, I read its entirety. The NIV version subtitled it "The Father Revealed in the Son" beginning verse 25 up to 30 and i quote:
 25 At that time Jesus said, “I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. 26Yes, Father, for this is what you were pleased to do. 27 “All things have been committed to me by my Father. No one knows the Son except the Father, and no one knows the Father except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal him.  28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. 

I could have settled on verses 28 to 30 for a quick reflection, yet my heart got stuck and dwelled on the first three verses.  As a result, three wonderful insights came afresh! By the way, I have shared these insights to our class yesterday, and my teacher said she felt so special to be reminded of these! ;-)  Now let me share them with you as well in the hope that your heart will sing love songs to the Lord Jesus as what the reflection did to me.

Here:
  • We can only know the Heavenly Father through His Son Jesus Christ. 
  • Jesus reveals the Father to whom He chooses to reveal Him. 
  • We are able to come and surrender our lives to the lordship of Jesus Christ because He first revealed Himself to us.  And so we can, at any time come to Him for rest and refreshing.  I imagine myself, like a little child, He lets me sit on  His lap so I may lean and fully enjoy His tender embrace.
Come to think of it!  Jesus, the Son of God--- chose to reveal Himself and the Father to wretched sinners like us!  What a wonderful privilege it is for every follower of Jesus Christ to know Him and to keep on knowing Him each day.  It dawned on me that the depth of knowing God determines the degree of trust we could place in Him? And the degree of our trust in Him would actually serve as our "Rest Indicator" .  

What's amazing is that it is Jesus who initiates the knowing process and if we let Him to, He will further lead us through this lifetime pursuit of knowing Him deeper.  Could there be anyone who could ever make us feel special than the Lord Jesus? Not only that He could make us truly feel loved and cherished, He alone could provide us peace and hope that permeate every fiber of our being. May we desire  to know God more and more so that we may love Him deeper and deeper.

One quiet morning in my prayer, I asked, "Lord, what is your love language"   "I'm not sure if I was asking the right question, though. I just want to know what is it that touches your heart the most." Then I listed down possible answers (of course from the book Five Languages of Love by Dr. Gary Chapman) such as  Gifts, Service, Time, Word of Affirmation or Touch.  The one thing that stood out is TIME while the rest will just follow naturally.

Indeed, it is when we come and spend time with Jesus that the Father’s heart is being revealed.  It also reminds me to make the time to come to Him each day—and not to wait until weariness has overtaken me.  

The daily grind may be such an exasperating challenge and it calls us to juggle creatively just so we could cope with the demands of our respective commitments, yet it is His very presence that keeps the balance. And if we are aware that He is with us and if we choose to solely depend on Him, we'd be amazed how our strength is being renewed while our hearts are being filled with gladness. And no matter how stressful the day had been, we'll end it with a high note-- with our lips singing praises to our Heavenly Father. ;-)

Do I hear someone singing? ;-)

Breath-taking sunset. A view from my office window. (nk6303)

“Will all the single ladies in the house rise up?” [My thirty-something journey]

 Thursday, June 9, 2011 at 4:31pm



“In the first place, I shouldn’t be here…”  went on  my thoughts of regrets as I  took a seat at the farthest. It was a strategy so I could sneak out as soon as the couple makes their grand entrance to the banquet hall. But I decided to stay for the sake of my friend who happens to be the bride.  What I dreaded the most is when the host (MC) called on all the single ladies for the ceremonial throwing of bouquette. Worst was when the couple started to coach the host for names  as if a roll call!  To be honest, when I reached thirty, I started to dread attending weddings!

The pressure started when one good Sunday morning, one elderly lady in our church sincerely told me “Oh, I really pity you. Why is it that until now, you have not gotten married yet?”  I just laughed at her statement.  I knew that she meant it for good.  But when you’re twenty-seven, there seemed to be truth to that of being pitied by many.  According to some studies, it is common among unattached single ladies in their 30’s to easily succumbed to self –pity.  And this leads to giving-in to the pressure at the expense of compromising moral convictions.

In a so-called couple’s world,  single people often find themselves out of place.   There are even cultures that view single women in their 30s as “cursed” and young people must avoid associating with them.  Others would suspect that thirty-something people must be a homosexual. Ugghh!

My thirty-something journey was filled with twists and turns until I found the highway that led to a secured and meaningful life.   Thank God for the company of faithful women who stood with me.  I allowed myself to be mentored and coached by them. 

How did I survive the storms of a single life?  How did I overcome my own emotional crises? Did I come out unscathed? Not at all! But praise God, I came out victorious—a kind of victory that only the grace of God could usher in.   May I share some truths/principles (and please bear with the length) that helped me survived the life as a single woman:

1)    “I am a child of God and my identity is secured in Christ.
This helped me filter the trash which media promotes about love, beauty and success.  Although the emotional turmoil could be very strong and physical affection is way too much to handle, a lot of times I found myself giving in.

We find ourselves trapped in some lies for a while and eventually gotten our selves out by God’s grace.  I have my own share of painful memories as a result of falling short from my commitment to God. And yet His grace led me to go back to the truth that nothing (not even my own doings) could ever separate me from His love. (Romans 8:28-30)

2)    "My life is in God’s hand, He is in full control—regardless I recognize it or not."  
One day, while brushing my hair in front of the mirror, I saw streaks of white hair. “Oh no!” I was in panic. My thoughts led me to imagine myself old and grey and still single! “Lord, who will take care of me? What if I get sick, really sick and I am alone? No one will take care of me, Lord.” 

For two long hours, I dwelled on the thought that I will grow old alone if I will not marry.   And concluded that I should marry by hook or by crook because I don’t want to grow old alone!

Lo and behold, God gently reminded me of one conversation with one of my mentors, Ate Lala  (who joyfully lives a single life although I am still hoping she will marry!).  She told me of this experience. One late afternoon, she came home very tired from campus ministry. She was not feeling well. And there’s no one in the staff house yet and she’s getting hungry.  There’s laundry that needs to be done. Then she starts to feel bad about it and on the brink of complaining.  But then she prayed for God’s strength. After a short while, there knocking on her door, one of the ladies she was ministering came and offered to cook and do the laundry as well. God sent someone to help!  She was awed to experience such kind of provision from God. And all the more she understood that indeed, God is our ultimate provider.

Recalling that story ministered or should I say rebuked my erring thoughts.  I immediately composed myself (because I was crying hard in panic).  And aligned my thoughts on the very character of God, on the truth that He will never leave me nor forsake me (Hebrews 13:5) because He lovingly held me in the palm of His hands.

3)   “It’s Christ who completes me.”   The early 30’s of my life were so far the most turbulent years.  I was forewarned about these emotional “turbulences” of single women from age 30 to 35, i.e., she would experience difficulty in handling her emotions, particularly the longing of being secured--- physically and emotionally with a man. A lot of cases have been recorded about women of this age range who fell into a destructive relationship.   

Mine may not be a sensational story but I must admit that for sometime, my fellowship with God was not full.  The choice I made at the height of such developmental crisis created a gap between me and my God. Not that He was far, in fact He’s drawing nearer and this made me uncomfortable all the more!

Until one day, I was offered a career that would take me 180 degrees away from my comfort zone.  That would also mean giving up a cherished-relationship.  I was already 35 years old then. In obedience to God’s leading, I accepted the job and flew far away from home.

As the turbulence slowed down, I began to entertain the idea of singleness as a STATE of life.  I read biographies of single people who made a great impact to humanity—the likes of Henrietta Miers, Mo. Theresa, and of course, the apostle Paul.  Not that I want to impact the whole universe.  I just want to know their "secrets" how they ever survived the single life all through out. But of course, I don't have to go far. Three of  my mentors are single women in their 50s and 60s. ;-)

4)   “I keep company with like-minded people.”      
One of the most cherished possession of a single person is his freedom to explore the world at his own pace. As for me, I delighted on the different opportunities God has given—like visiting all key cities in the country, overseas travels for brief conferences and  study tours, meeting different people, post graduate studies, different training, world missions opportunities, etc. Every opportunity I counted as something that will be useful for the next stop.

What a privilege to be surrounded by women who are truly passionate to love God above all.  My co-sojourners are in fact younger by 3 years or more, and yet, their love for God and the lost are truly contagious! 

I always LOOK BACK WITH PRAISE for how our loving Heavenly Father led me through  each step of the way in my journey as a single person.  And in retrospect, every twist and turn God worked out for  good, thus prepared me to a married life. 

I smile when I shift to the present how this praise would  turn to comfort.  Knowing that  the above-principles I held on during those turbulent times still apply to whatever season of life I may be in.

Yes, it's not the principle per se, but the power of God and His Word behind them that we could confidently say we will RISE ABOVE. Timeless!

Helping build a child's faith...


First Published on Wednesday, May 25, 2011 at 11:34pm

"Going to work?" asked Ruth, my Nepalese classmate. "Yep" I quickly replied as I hurried to climb down the stairs with her yesterday morning (May 24). Then she bid me to come with her to their house.  By the way, we live in the same dormitory building . Thinking that she might need some help, so i obliged, though i kept on glancing over my watch. Upon entering their unit, i saw her daughter lying in bed. And i remarked, "oh, your daughter is still asleep, huh!"  Ruth explained that her daughter is sick. Amanda, a five year old girl, had a very upset stomach the whole night. Both mother and child had not much sleep.

Feeling sorry for Ruth, I then offered to pray for Amanda. As i laid my hand over her, Amanda opened her eyes. She must be surprised to see me. I hushed and told her to just go back to sleep as Auntie will pray to Jesus to take away the sickness.  It was a very quick prayer, i guess.  But little did I know that Amanda took note of every key words.  After the prayer, I quickly said goodbye, resisted the offer of a milk tea the Nepalese style (actually, it was the reason why Ruth invited me to come to their house). I assured Ruth I will come back sometime for that!

Here's the surprise! On my way to our dormitory tonight (past 8pm), I saw Amanda and her parents at the field area (chatting with some students). Recognizing me, Ruth motioned Amanda as if telling her to greet me good evening.  Mind you, had not Ruth told me about the story, i wouldn't remember that I actually passed by their house yesterday. Super senior moments!

So what is the story? Ruth shared that this morning, Amanda "testified" to a missionary saying: "You know yesterday I was sick. The mother of Joshua  came to our house and she prayed to Jesus to heal me. And now  I am healed." Amanda told her dad the same story, too. And to whoever else, maybe her friends.

What a welcoming surprise and encouragement! It's like a balm to beat that stressful MRT ride! ;-)

I praise God for healing Amanda. I praise Him for letting Amanda experience that He answers prayer. Above all, I praise God for revealing Jesus to Amanda's child heart as the Healer.

My further reflection is that no matter how busy our schedule is, God can use us in different ways. To us busy moms (and single ladies), there is always a time to pause and  pray.

Thank you Father for the privilege of helping build a child's faith in Jesus. May she grow into a God-fearing lady who will serve you for the rest of her life. Amen.
She's wearing a short hair now. Sooo lovely!