Sunday, April 23, 2006

Missions Testimony



A Life Surrendered
I’m writing to share with you how God led me to go on Missions. I started where most people started -- I never thought I would go on a mission trip, ever. I had selfish reasons for not wanting to go. Going on a mission trip would mean spending a lot less time at home with my family, and since my home in Singapore is so far away, I don’t get to go home that much. The time commitments were also daunting, training during the course of the semester and intensive training for over a month in Summer. I was worried going on the mission trip would cost me my GPA (CAP), because I would have to sacrifice study time to train. Lastly, I get really squeamish about needles, I was (and am still, a little) scared of getting my shots!
So what changed?
God used external factors to show help me see His plans for my summer.
On separate occasions throughout last year, 4 different people asked me whether I would be going on missions this year. I’m not sure how you would interpret that, but I believe it was God prodding me and making me think about going on missions this summer.
So when I went home over winter break, I spoke to a lot of my friends and told them that I was considering missions. I just remember them telling me over and over again what a privilege this opportunity to go on mission was.
Thirdly, God also used my parents to help me see that He wanted me to go on missions. All this while, I told God that if I He wanted me to go, then my parents would have to agree to let me go. When I brought up summer missions with my parents, they nodded and told me to do what I had to do. Not only did my parents allow me to go but they were really supportive and encouraging.
All these external factors lead to an internal change, which happened through prayer. Throughout most of December, I had been praying that God would raise up role models in GMC, people willing to deny themselves, lay down their lives, take up the cross and live fully for Christ. It was a sobering realization, but I came to see that through the JCA summer mission program, God was answering my prayers – God was changing me to be one of those role models, someone who would deny her selfish desires for summer, go to India and live for God.
I made up my mind to go for missions on January 9th, 2006. During service, we had a guest speaker come and talk about world evangelism and he quoted John Piper - "Missions exists because worship doesn’t." It was the cherry on top of all the things that God had been trying to tell me in the past month as I was praying through missions.
In my journal entry for that Sunday, I wrote "Having decided to go on missions, there are still concerns like raising money and my studies but I know that in choosing to be in the centre of God’s Will, He will provide."
I am going on missions because I know God wants me to go, and I know that is God’s will for my life this summer. God has shown me, through the course of this semester, a little glimpse of what life is like when we’re in God’s Will. God provides. Over the course of this semester, God has miraculously given me enough time to study, serve at church and train for missions. Also, who would have thought that this semester and this summer, even though I'm spending less time in Singapore, God would grow the relationships with people at home the most. In sharing my prayer requests and having them support me through prayer, God has allowed them to get involved in my life.
Our privilege as we walk in the centre of God’s Will, is that we see little miracles of answered prayers, and we see how God accomplishes amazing perfect things through ordinary imperfect people. Thank you for this opportunity to share with you.


Saturday, April 22, 2006

prayer request

Please pray for me!

I'm giving a testimony at church tomorrow, a missions testimony explaining how i decided to go on a mission trip this summer. My hope is that God will use it in a powerful ways to touch lives out there, (kinda the same way He used Siwei's testimony) and i have a feeling He will... Pray for me tho!

Also, it's no coincidence that I am sick this weekend. No coincidence!

Lastly, i realised that someone reading this blog gets a really unrealistic picture of who I am. It's cos I choose to only write when there's good stuff to write about. My normal every day life isn't reflected here. My daily struggles and failures i tend not to write about, so this is like an unreal image of who i am!
Anyhow, that's kinda related to the testimony i'm sharing tommorrow, that I'm just a normal person, obeying God, that's why He chooses to use me, because i'm obeying, and because I'm normal... not extraordinary!

Yup, I'll post the testimony up here after I've given it tomorrow. Along with a brief about how it went...

Pray for me!

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Easter

God keeps painting a more vivid picture of the cross and the meaning it holds for me...
(this follows the whole fear of the Lord post)
As I stare at my Saviour dying on the cross, I hear His anguished cry,
"Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani"
(which means My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?) - Matt 27:46b

My proud heart, my unrepentant spirit, and my selfish nature just looks on unmoved. It is at that exact moment when Jesus cries out and gives up His spirit, that I feel a hand on my shoulder. I know, without having to turn back and look, that it is the hand of God, comforting me, loving me as i watch His Son die. The scene up to this point reminds me about how God is always there to love us and guide us, even when we don't think we need Him. Thankfully our God knows much better than we do, and is more faithful than we ever are.

I am broken. The God of all the universe is standing behind this wretched sinner, one who has sinned through and through, and often doesn't realise or acknowledge her sin (those are the worst kinds, the kinds we don't acknowledge). Beginning to tear, I ask why? why me? Who am I, that the God would send His Son to die for me? Who am I, that I would inflict on God and Jesus so much pain when They had to endure separation of the worst kind - the separation of death? Who am I, that Jesus, God's righteous, perfect, unblemished Son would endure such physical pain and torture and death on the cross? Who am I to deserve all of this?


"You are Cheryl, whom I love" -God





The message of Easter and Good Friday is not one of guilt and shame. It is a message of love, victory and hope. The great love of the Father, the victory over death, and the hope of a new life, a purposeful, meaningful, joyful, abundant, amazing life in Christ. The cross is not only a reminder of our sinfulness and God's righteousness, it is also an invitation to love and be loved.
Christ died for you, Christ rose from death. My redeemer lives.
That's why I live, love, change, sing, praise and serve.