wonderment

If I could only say how incredibly gracious our God is … I’d sing to the highest heaven.

Many months ago, I prayed for someone I could disciple. It seemed impossible now that I had started working and a Christian environment at that. Basically, I was back to square one - Christian home, Christian vocation, Christian church, Christian extra-curricular activities.

I wanted to taste the thrill of seeing someone come to know and love Christ. So I started praying. I wrote about this request in my journal and thought about it from time to time, but there never seemed to be an opportunity.

Then one day, a certain Jeannie came to YA and because it seemed like everyone was talking to her so I didn’t. She came every week after that but I never actually went up and talked to her.

But one Sunday, we all went out for lunch and I finally had an opportunity to introduce myself and talk a little with her. I didn’t even find out that she just recently turned to Christ.

Now that I’d begun talking to Jeannie, I would say hi to her at YA but not much more. I noticed her, however. I noticed that her eyes would always be teary after worship or Sunday service and I marvelled at how God was touching this tender heart.

Quite a few Sundays later, we were back at that very same coffeeshop on the day we started talking to each other and Denise came up to me and asked me a question.

Hey do you know that Jeannie just received Christ?

Auntie Joyce is supposed to follow her up but now that she’s with YA, she hopes that one of us could follow her up.

I thought I’d just tell you first so that you can see who can help out.

(My heart skips a beat)

Denise, don’t need to ask anyone else. I’ll do it.

She’s the one from the previous post. I never thought I’d get back into follow up, but here I am and God is impacting me through her as well.

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As I tossed around in bed last night, I couldn’t help but chuckle at how God answered another prayer, though not mine, but I’m directly involved.

Chew had brought a girl, Sharon, to YA two weeks back and because we all stayed in the same area, we went home together. And when they say the law of proximity in Singapore is 2, you gotta believe it. I found out that she’s actually the daughter of our Teochew volunteer at the station, and I particularly like this uncle because he’s always smiling, he’s Teochew like me and he looks like my dad! Out of all the volunteers at the station, I talk to him most but we never really talk about family so meeting his daughter like that was so coincidental!

He came by a couple of days after I first met her and told me something I’ll probably remember everytime I see her.

He told me how he’d been praying to get his daughter to come and meet me. Maybe he thought I’ll be a good influence or something, but what he didn’t expect was that I’ll just meet her like that! At church! With no intervention of his own!

And for the second Monday in a row, we hung around at the MRT station and talked for nearly half an hour before going our separate ways.

God is good, isn’t He???

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Also at YA last night, I caught up with a friend I’ve known for close to a year. This friend comes across as being strong and carefree and when I used to call her, I would stutter because her care-less voice would totally make me feel like a kaypoh for finding out what she was doing.

I stopped calling, because after How Are You? I had nothing left to say.

We’ve never really spoken about deep issues on faith, but I don’t know what got into me yesterday. The Spirit must have been pushing me to ask because I NEVER do this unless I know this person treats her faith seriously. I could never figure her out and I didn’t want to push her away, so we always skirted the issue. If at all we did ask, we usually stopped at the cliches.

Last night, I went for the kill. Never mind if it backfired, but I needed to know how she stood with God.

And what I found out made my heart ache for her.

She didn’t share much but even thinking about it made her eyes fill with tears.

I don’t know what she was thinking about, but I thank God for a breakthrough in our communication.

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Waiting is not a good feeling.

I’m waiting for RMIT to get back to me.
I’m waiting for answers to certain things I need for CCIS and work.
I’m waiting for the right person to come along so I can train to take over my work.
I’m waiting for more volunteers to do programs next year.

My fingernails are nearly bitten to the quick while I do all these waiting … On one hand I worry, on the other, I know that God has His own timing.

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Thara came by to record the last of her little snippets. We’ve been talking about how to do a CD that can sell and generate income for her as she stays on in Singapore after her brother leaves for Australia.

As I helped her record, a sudden EUREKA moment popped into my head and I very nearly wanted to stop her and tell her exactly what I was thinking about.

When she finally finished (and I was nearly bursting), I asked her if she knew about Project Superstar (the Ch U’s version of Singapore Idol) and about the blind busker guy who got to the final 2 without any voice training.

The handicapped, especially the blind are getting a whole lot of airtime nowadays, and Thara fits the bill for a program volunteer because she know exactly how it was like to see, and then to go partially blind. She’s got the life experience, she knows what the phrase “theatre of the mind” means and she’s got a faith that’s so vibrant! Her voice is the lilting kind and her laugh infectious! Praise Him! I think I found someone who would fit the bill of taking the gospel to the heartlands.

And you know, after I said that, she told me that she had just asked God for an opportunity to reach out through the mass media.

I nearly fainted.

That coincidental???

We’re working out the details of whether my superiors can accept her as a volunteer and pay her … and also who will help her with the packaging of the program.

I still need to find that full-timer but I KNOW God will provide …. In His Time.