Purpose and Direction

Written by Zhey Chua |Posted on October 14, 2008 | Comments Off

I have been walking with a slight bounce in my steps these last few days and more and more do I find reasons to celebrate life. God has found a way to break us- muscles, bones and marrows – and then just when we thought we could not take anymore, He made us whole again. Amazing!
Not only did He make us whole again, He even gave us a bonus: to really get our gears in motion to start that ministry that we have been praying for.

At first, I thought that moving to Lara would only require me to stand by the sidelines and lend support to my husband by way of being a gracious host to our future Bible Study attendees, by helping Warren with what he needs in his studies and the like. I sort of wanted also to minister to the ladies there, but I thought that I can do that much later. For now, the priority is my husband’s leadership in this ministry and his need of my assistance (in whatever form).

And then, like a light at the end of a tunnel, a small and family-oriented idea started to form until it grew wider scopes. I told Warren that I have been thinking about inviting Asia and Shanel (my nieces) over every Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoon so I can minister to them, I thought it would be great that I now have the opportunity to build educational foundations in my nieces’ lives and I can even apply Biblical principles in my ministry to them. Warren, ever the supportive and indulging husband that he is, immediately applauded the idea. And then, the fast thinker in him started vocalizing his thoughts, “and you can also teach the other kids in the neighborhood, right? You can do it in the garden, let’s get that big white board now because we will really need it soon!”

I sat there on our dining table across from my husband who has this twinkle in his eye and thought, “Wow! I never thought it could be that easy!”, lol! Anyway, a few days later, Warren and I lay in bed thinking about “my” ministry (the kids) and as if on cue, he asked, “Are you thinking what I am thinking?” I looked at him and squinted my eyes trying to decipher his thoughts.
“What are you thinking?” I asked.
“I don’t know, tell me, what am I thinking?” he asked back.
“I don’t know, tell me, what are YOU thinking?” I retaliated, pronouncing YOU with more emphasis.
“Could this be the reason why God opted not to give us a child?”
I lay awake that night thinking… Could it be?

In the past, I have always lived by the mantra “be careful what you wish for because you just might get it” and nowhere found an instance that it was applicable. The past days however, Warren and I often wondered if, indeed, this is God’s answer to our prayers. Maybe? Maybe not. Who knows, really, except Him, right? Besides, at the moment, the most important thing is that we now have a clearer purpose and direction for being here.