So, first of all… HAPPY NEW YEAR! 18 days late lol
I know I haven’t been blogging these couple of months due to a lot of things to accomplish and priorities being done (and not to mention the procrastination in between. Teehee!) I’m back with blogging and to catch up with my ideas that have been pushed back since 2017 (booooo! 👎🏻) I should’ve wrote about my experiences and the stories I wanted to tell back in 2017. Anywho… *transitions*
One of the fondest memory that I had was in December 9th of 2017. I was supposed to go to a Christmas Party that time, and not to mention the first Christmas Party I’ll ever attend to for the year 2017.
It’s holiday season; so I would expect heavy traffic, erratic shopping mall schedules, people having their vacations early, and a season to gain weight (in my case, sort of…)
I was waiting for an Uber and GrabCar to take me to my destination since it’s too far from my place, not to mention I booked a ride during rush hour.
The party starts at 7PM, and it was 6:30PM and I’m still home: praying that someone would save me from my dreadful situation and bring me to the party I’m supposed to go to. 30 minutes had passed, and still no good. Both services are either cancelling or I’m unable to book a ride due to high demands of services upon them.
I was starting to lose hope at that time and I fiddle in my mind not to attend anymore since I don’t think I’ll be able to attend the party. It’s already 8PM and no signs of improvement. I decided to give up.
Just when I was about to cancel the booking from my phone, a driver from Uber heed my call and was on the way to pick me up. I may be an hour late but I guess it’s still worth pursuing getting there.
That’s where I meet kuya Samson.
I get into his car and I gleefully informed him he just saved me from giving up on waiting. We had a good exchange of conversation during the ride, and that’s when I realized God allowed delays for me to minister to this man.
I won’t give information about his dramatic life and his background anymore to protect his image, but I was able to hear his heart and his life being poured out to a stranger like me, who just happened to book a ride going to a party. I’m probably not the best go-to person when my friends have problems, but I believe at that particular time, I was being stretched to a person God wants me to be.
I was able to see a different facet of life through him: how hard it is to make a living, how difficult it was for him to even out his energy and attention to his family, and how he’s able to hold unto God despite of all the things he do not derserve not understand.
I felt a thug in my heart. I was able to sympathize and empathize to his situation. I may not be a father yet, but I saw a glimpse of how difficult life can be without Jesus being the center. There was this Pastor from our church who used to tell us this: it’s already difficult for us to figure life on our own, but it’s more difficult figuring life without Jesus.
At the end of my journey, I prayed for him and asked if ae can take a selfie to post for my blog. He agreed and said yes.
That’s where Revelation 3:8 speaks to me, “”‘I know your works. Behold, I have set before you an open door, which no one is able to shut. I know that you have but little power, and yet you have kept my word and have not denied my name.” And another on John 16:33
“I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”” I may not understand how difficult life has been for him, but I admire his strength to hold unto God despite of the things going on around him. That he sees God’s faithfulness in his life rather than giving highlight to what God hasn’t done yet. I admire that kind of faith. I admire his heart.
To sum it all up, we all have problems to face, and sometimes delays are there because God wants to use us for other people to be refreshed in our faith no matter how weak our physical body is.