I was speaking to a dear friend the other day and I was asking her about my blog that she visited ( though she hasn’t left a comment ) about what else could I write about or what she expects to read….Well she didn’t have much in particular , but she did mention that she would love to read about my personal encounter with God if I do encounter one. And well this post is going to be about it. I’m going to share something very personal …and those of you who are in the same homelife as me or in Sword Squad , well you guys might have heard it.
Well everything started off when I entered Form 4 and was forced to move from my school of 3 yrs to a school nearer my house. I was very unhappy about it as I knew I had to leave my circle of friends and most likely be among friends which aren’t believers. And believe it or not I think I was the only Christian in my class in the school. Therefore my struggles began as I was slowly exposed to different cultures and religion. And as I had shared it really wasn’t easy. My classmates questioned my religion, some made fun of it and some wondered why I believed so strongly in something that seemed like nothing to them. And so I told God after Form 5 I’m never going back to school again. Well besides having to face all these from classmates, teachers and other obstacles added struggles to my everyday life. And as we were doing our lesson on Friday night at homecell I was sharing that I felt “like a slave” at that time . Having to go to school everyday, and I felt it was pointless.
And so last year ,as I was preparing for my SPM I prayed everyday for God to show me what to do after Form 5. And I didn’t get a response from Him the whole year. I was so frustrated with myself and I felt so distant from God. I didn’t know what to do and I was so lost. And after talking to a few ppl while I was waiting for my results, those pplĀ told me very clearly to go to Form 6. However I said “NO!” straight away without even thinking. However after praying somemore and waiting I finally decided thats what’s best for me. I still wasn’t sure if I did the right thing.
Little did I know that things were going to be different. Last Sunday as I sat in Sunday Service and Pastor was preaching, then he came to a part where he talked about 2 kids that were hardly able to go to school because of physical conditions that restricted them. Then it struck me that eventhough I am fully able and well to go to school I was so spoilt for choice till I didnt know what to do or what to choose. It was then that I felt so ashamed of myself and God impressed on me that Form 6 is what He really wanted me to do. Still I wasn’t too sure. However on Monday …the moment I entered the school I was placed in, peace just flowed through me and I felt a burden being lifted off me. And as I had said in my earlier post that I somehow felt so good and excited that I’ll wake up every morning for school.
Back to Friday at homecell, as Alex led the songs, all the songs she chose were so timely and the words spoke to me and it just brought me to tears. I could hardly even sing as tears kept pouring down my cheeks and I shared my encounter that night with my cell members. Finally then did I realize that God hadn’t left me alone to wander around feeling lost. I was the one that was not listening to Him. I wasn’t listening to what He was telling me as I had fixed it in my mind not to go back to school. I’m not proud for pushing God away…but I would really like to say that God never leaves us nor forsakes us. Its us that oftens shuts off or listen to only what we like to hear .
Another thing I would like to share is, I wasn’t a slave to the school after all. I as placed there for a purpose. If I hadn’t moved to the other school I would have still be in my own comfort zone of Christian friends and I wouldn’t be getting to know other friends from other religions like how I had done in Form 5. I have build relationships now and I hope to keep it up and hopefully bring them to the Lord .
Again I would like to say all praises to God and I really feel at peace now after I stop running and learn to listen. I would certainly need yr prayers my dear readers that are believers. I would say the road ahead is tough and won’ t be easy but I trust I’ll make it through with help from above. Amen.