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Very exciting stuff happening.

I managed to share my vision with CL and she agrees that we need more industry-trained people, not pastors. I’m in the process of crystallising it. I never knew that catching a vision would be so important. I hope that next week, I’ll still be as excited as today.

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Yesterday I was supposed to meet a media researcher to do a survey. Actually when she first called me to set up a time, I wasn’t too keen but I thought I heard something about a $20 token for the effort. Now that doesn’t sound like a lot but it’s good enough for me.

God doesn’t just let you meet people. He makes sure you impact them in the process. I suddenly had a burden to pray for the lady yesterday afternoon. You get that kind of feeling you can’t shake off until you’ve properly prayed for something weighing on your heart. I didn’t know exactly what to pray; her name was going on like a broken record in my mind and the tantalising feel of something interesting brewing.

I met her after work, kind of excited to see what God had in store for both of us. I was ready to go home, but after the survey we began talking and she kept complaining about the state of how employers are not giving older workers a chance even if they have many qualifications.

Just when I thought what a total waste of time because I couldn’t get in a word edgewise, God reminded me that to listen.

In the entire 45 minutes, I did manage to share with her some of my Christian beliefs and I even got to tell her that I prayed for her before our meeting. Being very open, she was actually interested to know why I prayed for her even before I met her. She thanked me for listening and praying for her and that got me guilty because there were times when my mind went wandering off while she was talking. :O

I’ll prolly see her again to return her another survey that I’m doing (this time for a $40 Cold Storage voucher). I hope then I’ll be able to encourage her more.

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I didn’t get the $20 in the end. It was actually a key pouch. If I had known that I was not going to get cold hard cash, I might not have gone for the survey. But if I hadn’t gone for the survey, I might not have met Rita. If I hadn’t met Rita, God might not have used me to impact someone else’s life for 1 hour. And I would have missed an opportunity to make a difference for God.

Haha… my sister said my greed actually turned out to be something good. I say, there’s nothing God cannot turn into a chain reaction to fulfil His purposes.

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While I was fasting during lunch today, I went back to a retreat I did a couple of years ago. At that time, I had absolutely no idea the significance of the questions but now, my brain hurtled into 1st gear.

Everything clicked into place. I finally caught the vision that MuShi and other people have been drilling into my head!

Gospel radio in Singapore.

It will touch one heart at a time, yet it will become like a mighty fire descending on the people. Like when God’s Holy Spirit came upon the disciples that Pentecost day.

There were times when I saw glimpses of this vision and my heart beat faster.

Other times when my heart slowed with anxiety because of the magnitude of it.
It sank even deeper when I saw the vision in the light of how much I could do for it.

But if so, then Moses, Isaiah, Jeremiah and Timothy would have sunk as God’s mighty mouthpieces.

In any case, Singapore has absolutely no concept of what gospel radio is. From Monday to Friday, Christians are bombarded with worldly messages coming from non-Godly avenues. Unless they attend prayer meetings and weekday church services, their only source of Christian feeding comes from church. And even then, it isn’t as convenient because of the travelling time, work limits, etc.

Christians have to begin drinking God’s water gushing out from the Rock and not keep crawling back to their broken cisterns. If they keep doing that, they’ll be of no use to the world. If they feed from a broken cistern all week and only go to a fresh water source for 2 hours on Sunday, they are more likely to show the consequences of drinking stale stagnant water than having fresh water course through their veins.

If gospel radio in Singapore takes off, it will become a fantastic source for fresh water. Of course, it must be relevant and global. As good as our American counterparts. Gospel broadcasters should exploit the advantages of radio broadcasting to its fullest.

Gospel radio should change soul attitudes, not mental attitudes.

Gospel radio (for the very fact that it is gospel) should know the limits and push it right to the edge, getting people to think.

Gospel radio should be as competitive as commercial radio.

With the recent spate of large scale blackouts, radio was the first thing that people turned to for up to date news.

With the times of the era turning, gospel radio should be the first thing Christians and non-Christians alike should turn for up to date news.

And because the region is so unsaturated with gospel radio, let’s do it!

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Things have been falling into place in the past few months.

1) I’ve finally figured out what I want to further my studies in: broadcasting. So far I’ve only come across schools in the UK and US (but fear kicked in) and one that’s being heavily considered is the New Zealand Broadcasting School.

2) More and more people are coming up to me and telling me how beneficial gospel radio is in keeping them in touch with Christ all week.

3) “Grace to you” is going to take half my slots beginning November which means I have much more room to do the kind of programs I’m interested in.
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2 years ago, I had no idea if I had made the right choice to go into Mass Communication and Kayyona told me then that I was cut out for communication. I pooh-poohed her idea, being very very sure that I wasn’t going to touch Mass Comm ever again.

How wrong I was. I wonder if she remembers telling me that.

In retrospect, God was already moving my life into place 7 years ago.

How freaky yet how wonderful that Someone cares enough to put little events that will culminate in the fulfillment of His purpose.

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“Trust in the Lord with all your heart
And in all your ways acknowledge Him
And He will make your paths straight.”
(Proverbs 3:5-6)

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I’m falling in love. Yes, in love. So much so that I think of Him whenever I can. Each time I think of Him, my heart leaps and I feel a fresh flush of love. It’s a fantastic feeling because I don’t have to guess whether He loves me. I know He does. He isn’t bored with me or is He ever going to get bored of me. That’s really important to me. I’m falling in love with the God of the universe. I can’t even begin to tell you where He starts and when He stops because He is that big. I don’t know why I fell in love with Him. He isn’t super good-looking (I’ve never seen Him in the flesh for that matter) neither is He the class valedictorian. I fell in love with my God because He was pursuing me even before I knew He loved me. I love Him because He has changed me with His love. Nobody has ever given that many chances, helped me see who I can be, and led me whenever I felt like I was getting horribly lost. My desk is filled with pictures of oceans and mountains but I know that’s an unsatisfyingly inadequate representation of His creative streak. Nothing beats standing on a high mountain peak with the world at your feet and the heavens a touch away. However, whenever I peer into my monitor, my breath catches in my throat – I experience a rush of love all over again. Girls fall in love with guys who do things to please them and I’m no different. He is the God who gave each star its name, the God who makes sure the sun rises and sets each day, the God who puts breath in every single living thing – yet He made everything beautiful so that I could take pleasure in it. Me? Who am I that God should take interest in me? I am neither talented, nor beautiful/ Mother Theresa/Bill Bright/ … nothing … I am just an ordinary 21-year-old girl who is more concerned about which way my hair sticks out for Someone so powerful to notice I even exist. Yet, by golly! He notices me, but more than that, He is with me constantly 24 hours a day, I don’t have to miss His presence.
His love brings me deeper than the deepest love.
His hope lets me soar like the eagle even though my outer body wastes away.
His joy rejuvenates me each day.
His peace fills me, I am not afraid in the most trying circumstance.
His patience is beyond my understanding. I don’t know why He can be that patient with me.
His kindness puts praise on my lips for him everyday of my life.
His goodness makes it my life’s goal to be as good as He is to other people who don’t know Him yet.
His gentleness soothes my aching heart.
His self-control doesn’t indulge me and disciplines me so that I know what is right. I am dearly loved! I am supported! I am prayed for! I am thought of! I am shaped and molded! God is the strength of my heart. My Friend, my Helper, my Doctor, my Father, my Teacher, my Lover. I love You, God. I will do everything in my power and more to praise you and make sure Your name gets the glory it deserves