Tuesday, 28 August 2012
the greatest thing
Tuesday, 21 August 2012
accidentally in love
For two years now, I have been praying to go to the Congo. I don't know why, maybe it was just because I sensed a great need there in my soul. But after speaking to more and more people here, it seemed more and more to be like a silly idea. Just some big talk from a little girl. Everyone told me that I was courting death to go there and slowly, I wondered not only if I would ever go, but if I dared to go after all. Was it all a lie? Was I the Peter who told Jesus he would never deny him and then deny him three times in the next moment? I don't know because my faith had never really been tested to that point.
When I went to Kenya, I met amazing people, people who shared my dreams, people who would dream anything for God and could work to make it a reality. As we said goodbye, the thoughts of me going to the Congo floated in my mind that maybe one day, just one day. One day in the distant future.
Then, last night, my friend texted me to say that they were planning a trip in 2 months' time and asked if I wanted to go. I immediately began bouncing off the walls of my house and I could have danced all night. The next morning, I was telling all my friends, shouting it from the rooftops. As I sat there thinking about it, I would beam to myself and didn't care if people thought I was crazy. When I picked my dad up from the airport, the first thing he said to me was, 'I have never seen you so happy.'
And I immediately thought, this must be what it feels like. The feeling of being head over heels in love, how a girl must feel when she gets engaged, how the Israelites felt when they heard they were going to the promised land. The skies have never been bluer, the stars never brighter and the moon never more beautiful. That feeling of floating on air and to think you could never come down. To be so giddy and dizzy and it doesn't matter what the world thinks. My family constantly talk about me getting married and finding a partner to love me, but I am love with God's calling. God has found me and I could never ever be happier than I am now.
I don't know what this trip will hold and perhaps there will be dangers ahead, but I have no doubts at all that God has something great planned on this upcoming trip. He will do something exciting and I just have got to be there to see and experience it.
Accidentally in love
Monday, 13 August 2012
Disembodied
Going through the websites this time, the stories and messages really stirred my heart as they now became real to me, having just been in that exact place. I met amazing people and beautiful men and women of God who have edified my soul so richly.
I suppose I am somewhat glad to be back to civilisation with good sanitation and a fresh supply of water, but I know in my heart, without any doubt whatsoever that I am not going to stay here forever. Like a strange feeling of being disembodied. This is not the life I am chasing after or the life I desire.
My future is held in the eyes of these beautiful people I have met, who have captured my soul. They have taught me to see through the eyes of Jesus and to discover the love and compassion that he had for his people.
at the feet of Jesus
For the last 7 years I have been going on mission trips in response to the calling that has been given me but also in an effort to discover where God will place me in the future. This trip has in no way been the most arduous for me but I have experienced so many breakthroughs during this trip.
The past two years have been particularly intense as I desperately pray and search a place to take a sabbath year as part of my promise to God. And after much searching, my thoughts and prayers had fallen on the Congo to the dismay of my family and friends. So I had to get on this trip to Africa to discover if this might be where He would place me.
Unlike any other trips that I have been on, this trip really allowed me to come into my own right as a doctor. To love and to take responsibility for each patient as Jesus would. And I have seen how God can use me not because of my medical knowledge but because of the love he has given us.
My entire trip was overshadowed by an encounter with a patient who I know God had destined for me to see. This elderly man sat a few steps away waiting to see me and then when he was called he got on his knees and began to crawl towards the seat. Later I realised he had sustained a cord injury two years ago resulting in leg weakness and he was forced to crawl on his hands and knees. He asked if I could help him walk and all I could offer was an explanation for what had happened but no solutions. At that moment, I too fell on my knees and knelt at the feet of Jesus asking for mercy and strength. As the tears flowed freely, I saw the image of myself shrinking and our God grow bigger. I was blessed to be able to pray for him, not for healing but that the glory of God might be displayed in his life, whether or not he crawled on all fours or walked on two. I don't know if he will walk again but I know that God loves him.
Yet this encounter was much more than seeing firsthand the omnipotence of God. For many years I have had this burden weighed so heavily upon me. This recurring dream where I am trying to run uphill but each step is like trying to run in mud. This burden I have been carrying has been the weight of the talents God has given me and I have been trying to give away all the blessings he has given me but I cannot outgive The Great Giver. Like a boat that is sinking, I am being drowned by the overflowing blessings he is giving me. With every scoop of water I throw overboard, God floods me again with more blessing. And with each blessing that is wrought by his hand, my burden grows because I know that to whom much has been given, much will be demanded and I need to be a good steward of the gifts he has given me.
But as I prayed for this man, healing was mine not his. My soul was set free as I heard Jesus say to me, "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." The gifts are his and the burden is his. All I have to do is to maximise the opportunities given to me. I know full well that I will never come close to repaying the debt that is owed, but God never asked for payment. He only asks that we love him and to be faithful to him.
I pray indeed that God would help me to spend more time sitting at his feet, listening to his word and give up the Martha in me.
I still don't have an answer as to where and when God will send me in the years to come. But I know that I just need to tread that path of grace and follow him step by step.
Saturday, 7 April 2012
to where you are
Sunday, 1 January 2012
where we are
I find that the best way to reflect on the past year is to look through my blog. I look at the issues that stood out through the year and more importantly, I feel the emotions that I had when they were freshest in my mind at that point in time.
I haven’t written as many blog posts as I usually do which actually makes me feel sad because I must have missed out something important during that time but then life is too short regrets and I know that the future years will bring more than enough to write about.
At our new year’s day service, the pastor asked us to reflect, one of which was the things we regret. And immediately, what sprung to mind was ‘coming back to
This year, I’ve done the great migration, found my way back into missions, failed exams, passed exams and best of all, I found out who I want to be and where I want to be. People always say how quickly the year goes by but it doesn’t feel like that at all. It feels like the days have inched by and just because God wanted me to carefully examine each day that I live.
Although there are many days in between when I have not lived well for his glory, I know that God will enable me to stand firm.
This 2012, God help me to abandon it all.
Tuesday, 15 November 2011
more to this life
Each day was a constant struggle against the system. Now that I am gone, I am even more grateful for the NHS and how despite its difficulties, it is a system that cares. I am appalled by the system here and like how I am so often told by my patients - you can die but you can't get sick. What a sad truth, but truth indeed. After the first three months, I feel myself so ravaged by the coldness and callousness of the system and I am losing this battle to hold onto the true me..
But I thank God for holding on to me and bringing me to this new hospital. A place where things just seem like a different world. Many people shun this place just because of the stigma to it but each day I am pleasantly surprised and comforted by the selflessness of these physicians. How they stay true to the ethos of what being a doctor really means. To care for those who are sick, poor, isolated and even shunned by society. To fight for a better life for those they look after.
Well, what about the system? All I can say is, go fight city hall. We just have to make do and accept it. Maybe so, but being here, I realise that there is so much we have to offer as individuals. I always thought that a part of me would give up doing ophthalmology, in exchange for doing infectious diseases, which I may not enjoy as much. But I was wrong, God never takes away something without giving more in return.
After being in Singapore for 6 months, I have found that there is more to this life here after all.
"I sit and watch in silence
As people pass me by
And I strained to see if there was something
Hidden in their eyes
But they all looked back at me
As if to say
Life just goes on
The old familiar story told in different ways
Make the most of your own journey
From the cradle to the grave
Dream your dreams tomorrow because today
Life must go on
But there's more to this life living than dying
More than just trying to make it through the day
More to this life, more than these eyes alone can see
And there's more that this life alone can be...
So where do we start to find every part
Of what makes this life complete
If we turn our eyes to Jesus we'll find
Life's true beginning is back at the cross where he died
Where he died, to bring us more
To this life living than dying
More than just trying to make it through the day
More to this life, more than these eyes alone can see
And there's more than this life alone can be.
More to this life, Steven Curtis Chapman
