I am so thankful to God for everything that He has done in my life. Never had I imagined that from an activist, He will guide me towards the place where I'm standing now - a servant gladly serving the people God entrusted me to take care. I am just so amazed of the greatness, power, love and mercy of our wonderful Father. The ways He kissed my life and used me are just wonderful evidences of our Creator.
God gave me this desire - to reach out to my fellow young people and introduce them to Christ. But I admit it is hard. Can you imagine yourself convincing a gang member to join you for a one-on-one conversation? Can you dare yourself asking the life story of a drug addict? Can you heal a wounded being of a sexually exploited young lady? Can you take an interview with a young man in conflict with the law? Can you convince these young people to participate a seminar wherein they will get to know God?
For me, NO! A big no. I just can't. I'm even scared to mingle with them and afraid to see their looks. I couldn't even dare to look straight in their eyes. But hey! I've done it - with God. Everything is made possible through Him. It isn't me working but the Spirit working in me 'coz if it's just me, I would rather say "No thanks. You can look for someone better than I."
But it's God asking me! Do I need to turn back from Him because I'm just scared? Do I have to disappoint my God again? Am I going to waste the price Jesus paid on the cross for my life? Am I going to refuse God's calling because of the anxiety, the weaknesses, the doubts, the fear of rejection, and the pride I have in me. Hey! Who am I? I am just a dust molded and created because of God's love. I am just a "nothing" created by an "extraordinary". I am just a weak child dependent of the care of my infinitely strong Father. So why refuse Him? I am not the owner of myself - it's Him!
But why them? I can serve a different type of clientèle - those neat, smart, acknowledged, and intrepid ones. But why these dull, ignorant, sin-stained, filthy kind of youngsters? I don't know. But God gave my heart to them. God gave me the initiative to do this "holy work". Yes, I am young but I believe that God wants to use me to make a difference in this world. These young people - neglected, judged, rejected by the society - are the people who need to experience God's love. We all know that God is mighty to save their broken lives! If you only know and hear their life messages, they have the greatest stories.
Choosing this way, this advocacy, is not easy. But I love this; I love the work God entrusted me to do. Even though I don't have any salary on this, the happiness I feel in my heart is enough. Leading lives to God is right enough. I'm glad I had all my painful experiences because these are the stories I use to help encourage the teens. I admit that I always find people who don't understand my service. They criticize me and try to get me to conform to what they think I should be doing. I just ignore them and trust God. It isn't I working. It's Him through me.
There's only one message I have for myself when it comes to SERVING - "Jazzy, this is a great privilege of doing great things to be pleasing in God's eyes. Never mind the problems that'll come your way. When Satan knocks you down, your Master will pick you up! Just do what God assigned you to do. Do it for His glory."
Reaching out these young people is a miracle for me. I just couldn't believe that I'm one of the instruments God used to let them know Christ. And this brings satisfaction and great happiness to me. I am so glad of God's work in my life, as well as to the lives of the youngsters I meet.
The bliss of serving God cannot be compared. The joy in me is truly complete when I made God my first priority. The sources of my smiles now are too different from what I had in my old life. My smiles came from serving these young witnesses sharing their life testimonies of having a personal encounter with God. My smiles are from them who are happy of accepting Christ as their Savior. And my smiles are their smiles that reflect their deep love to our God who reformed them to become great individuals who are ready to accept God's work for them.
As a servant, I will never give up 'cause I know God will never give up on me. He has a purpose in my being where I am. All of these in my life can be trainings for one shot, one opportunity, and one moment.
Let God's will and work be done!
God gave me this desire - to reach out to my fellow young people and introduce them to Christ. But I admit it is hard. Can you imagine yourself convincing a gang member to join you for a one-on-one conversation? Can you dare yourself asking the life story of a drug addict? Can you heal a wounded being of a sexually exploited young lady? Can you take an interview with a young man in conflict with the law? Can you convince these young people to participate a seminar wherein they will get to know God?
For me, NO! A big no. I just can't. I'm even scared to mingle with them and afraid to see their looks. I couldn't even dare to look straight in their eyes. But hey! I've done it - with God. Everything is made possible through Him. It isn't me working but the Spirit working in me 'coz if it's just me, I would rather say "No thanks. You can look for someone better than I."
But it's God asking me! Do I need to turn back from Him because I'm just scared? Do I have to disappoint my God again? Am I going to waste the price Jesus paid on the cross for my life? Am I going to refuse God's calling because of the anxiety, the weaknesses, the doubts, the fear of rejection, and the pride I have in me. Hey! Who am I? I am just a dust molded and created because of God's love. I am just a "nothing" created by an "extraordinary". I am just a weak child dependent of the care of my infinitely strong Father. So why refuse Him? I am not the owner of myself - it's Him!
But why them? I can serve a different type of clientèle - those neat, smart, acknowledged, and intrepid ones. But why these dull, ignorant, sin-stained, filthy kind of youngsters? I don't know. But God gave my heart to them. God gave me the initiative to do this "holy work". Yes, I am young but I believe that God wants to use me to make a difference in this world. These young people - neglected, judged, rejected by the society - are the people who need to experience God's love. We all know that God is mighty to save their broken lives! If you only know and hear their life messages, they have the greatest stories.
Choosing this way, this advocacy, is not easy. But I love this; I love the work God entrusted me to do. Even though I don't have any salary on this, the happiness I feel in my heart is enough. Leading lives to God is right enough. I'm glad I had all my painful experiences because these are the stories I use to help encourage the teens. I admit that I always find people who don't understand my service. They criticize me and try to get me to conform to what they think I should be doing. I just ignore them and trust God. It isn't I working. It's Him through me.
There's only one message I have for myself when it comes to SERVING - "Jazzy, this is a great privilege of doing great things to be pleasing in God's eyes. Never mind the problems that'll come your way. When Satan knocks you down, your Master will pick you up! Just do what God assigned you to do. Do it for His glory."
Reaching out these young people is a miracle for me. I just couldn't believe that I'm one of the instruments God used to let them know Christ. And this brings satisfaction and great happiness to me. I am so glad of God's work in my life, as well as to the lives of the youngsters I meet.
The bliss of serving God cannot be compared. The joy in me is truly complete when I made God my first priority. The sources of my smiles now are too different from what I had in my old life. My smiles came from serving these young witnesses sharing their life testimonies of having a personal encounter with God. My smiles are from them who are happy of accepting Christ as their Savior. And my smiles are their smiles that reflect their deep love to our God who reformed them to become great individuals who are ready to accept God's work for them.
As a servant, I will never give up 'cause I know God will never give up on me. He has a purpose in my being where I am. All of these in my life can be trainings for one shot, one opportunity, and one moment.
Let God's will and work be done!
In Christ
Alone
