Table Of Contents:
- My first missions trip
- How God called me to serve in missions
- Start of my first missions trip to Northern Thailand
- Lessons learnt on my first missions trip
- After my first missions trip…
- Getting to know the Filipinos
- My second missions trip
- The turning point
- A strange request; a special gift
- Writing for God’s glory
- Planning my first trip to the Philippines
- Hindrances removed
- First time in Manila
- First time in the Philippines
One fine day in early 1999, the pastor of the church cornered me in the fellowship hall. Eeeps! PC didn’t talk to me very often, and I don’t talk to him AT ALL… what had I done now??
He had a strange request. The AGM was around the corner and a new Management Committee was to be elected. He asked if I would pray about becoming the ‘unofficial’ secretary of the management committee, to sit in at the leaders’ meetings and write minutes for the church. He said he had ‘discovered’ that I could write because of something I had been e-mailing out, and the church needed good writers.
I went home scratching my head over this for some time. Yes, I did tell him I would pray about it, but I was also distracted by such thoughts like er… you mean, the real secretary doesn’t know how to write minutes?? Er… you mean, there’s no one else in this church who can write??
I love to write. I always knew I have the gift of expressing myself in the written word. My proudest moment was to have my little composition published in the school magazine at the ripe old age of seven, when I was in Primary One. Ok… hee hee. I think my mother helped me with that but anyway… it was a big deal for a 7-year-old! Other essay-competition prizes and achievements which followed didn’t seem quite so great after that.
However… when I became a Christian, and up till 1999, I never knew how to use the gift of writing for the glory of God. I knew He equipped each and every Christian with special gifts for the…’perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ’, but can you imagine me going up to the pastor or a church leader to say – excuse me, I have gift of writing. Can I write anything for the church?
And so… for several years, I was quite a misfit in an outreach ministry, where I had No Gift Of Talking.
How did PC ‘discover’ that I could write??
to be continued…
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