Missionaries aren't Superman

I support Mission in many ways, offerings, support missionary through funding and etc…. Never had I thought of stepping out, I think financial support will consummate my part for mission. I don’t think I’m emotional and tense to drop my tears even for a beggar or seeing old people being left on the street. My concern is nothing much I can help but may cause them feeling sadder.

Bro Voon Horn reminded me even if you were to cry together with the unfortunate people, it’s more than enough because what they need may be just someone to share God’s love with them. What he said hits me and then I realize I may have the compassion but I need to put it into act. When A-team call for volunteers, I’ve step out without thinking twice because I believe it’s the time for me to step out form my comfort zone to do something for God and it’s a good chance to experience the life of a “missionary”.

I’m a person with little faith in everything I do because I’ve no self confident and easily give up towards failure. God is good; I experienced His Love and His faithfulness even before the departure. There’s time when I struggle with the fund for the trip and intend of pulling back but just as I continue to pray that the airfare may gone down, God bless me through my family members who would sponsor me and the amount given is more than what I needed. Truly He’s a God who provides and I’m so amaze how the money just reaches me at the very moment.

I’ve learned to face my biggest fear, the “balloon”. For those who know me, balloon is one of my phobia and we are asked to do balloon tricks for the children in Tay Tay for their birthday party, we got the chance to learn from a professional (Kuya Art) and while doing it, I cried because I can’t stand …my hand were shaking as I hold the balloon. Instead of crying I told myself, I’m not going to disappoint the kids thus I’ve overcome my fear and I manage to complete all the tricks =)

Throughout the trip I’ve not cried (literally wet my face with tears) my tear doesn’t fall even my heart feels pain and heavy seeing those street kids, the situation and environment. I started to pray for the children, pray for their salvation, their life and their future. I have to admit I’ve not prayed so much in my life and this is the first time when I pray I feel God’s present with me and I know God is touching every child as I touch them and bless them with a word of prayer. Besides praying for the kids, I prayed for my team member from time to time as they lead the praise and worship, drama, sharing and feeding.

I’ve learn to be content with whatever I have. Every morning as I drive to work I’ll thank God for a car to travel to work because kids there walk 2-3 kilometers to schools everyday. I thank God for every meal I’m having because children there hardly get a proper meal (Rice, meat etc…). I’ve learned so much through brother and sister from OM Philippines, pastors and co-workers in the mission field who brought great impact to me. I enjoy serving with them and salute how boldly they are to give up every earthly material and step out from their comfort zone to serve the people and obeyed God’s calling for their faith is strong.

A picture may speak a thousand words but having me there, it’s something that words cannot be described of what I see, how I feel or how I experienced. I thank God for such opportunity and am able to walk with God in fact it’s a joyful journey and I believe my journey have just begun. This trip is a little seed planted in me I’ll let it grow by God’s strength!

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

Philippians 4:6-7

Noelle