Work in Progress: Anniversary

A Lump of Clay's Reflections on the Potter
"Freely you have received; freely give." Matthew 10:8

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Anniversary

"Thank you Hon, ha." said Kuya Joe Dean, for a year of service at the foundation.
"No Kuya, thank you!"

Actually, thank God. Indeed, there is so much to be thankful for, much more than anything I've ever done for He Cares. I found God alive, living, and at work every single day I've spent here. For that I will be forever grateful.

One year ago, I was so content and so comfortable in a place where I knew I was appreciated and loved, where I knew I belonged. I even went as far as to commit myself (big deal for someone as commitment-phobic as myself)to something I thought would be truly worthwhile. But we never meant to be content or comfortable in this world, because we would never aspire for the far greater rewards of the next. So, seven days after I celebrated the 2nd anniversary of welcoming Him into my life, I found myself un-committed to everything else except God and alone in a strange new place that I now know I'd never have found had I remained in my comfort zone.

Tonight, as we celebrated in advance my one year in His service at He Cares, I was surrounded by new faces - people who've since taken the place of the old and the familiar, but tremendous blessings nonetheless. Just looking at them made me realize that God has indeed created us to be sent out, to expand our territories, to extend our reach. We are not meant to belong exclusively to any one fellowship or gathering; perhaps next year if or when I am elsewhere, there will be a whole new set of faces when I celebrate this occasion...but I'll have known that "moving on" is part of growing in - and spreading - His love.

Remind me to tell you the story about how God led me to He Cares. It's an amazing tale of His amazing grace and direction...and proof of how the Lord can be so clear-cut in His revelations in our lives. Anyway, 'til then. Not even 1 a.m. and I'm silly with sleepiness. Good night, my Beloved; good night, my beloved. :-)