Joy of serving

Sometimes we are just called and sent by God but we just did not realized it. And this is true for me, at least.


Those who may know me, may know that I am a person who likes to serve, especially in the church. but the question that is being asked of me is, "why do you serve there? you know that you should serve here. this is your parish"...not just one but two people asked me that, in a span of almost a year.... am I wrong to be where I am? is there a preference to where I am suppose to serve, even though at the end of it, we all serving ONE God? I am very disturbed by this question, honestly. I was...and in fact when I was asked this question, I wanted to ask them in return, but for all due respect (since the person questioning was way much elder than me), I just keep my mind open and listen.


but when I look back and reflect, it is like a calling to serve where I am serving. to make things clearer for those who don't know... I actually live 5 minutes away from a church and I work NEXT to a church, and yet...I am serving in a church which requires a travelling time of 20minutes or so. yeah, people may think I might be "crazy" but then, I find joy in serving there. although it will cost me effort, time and money, at the end of it all, it is worth it. I admit that at times I dread travelling just to oversee things there, but it is a commitment I made and I vow to keep it. a responsibility that I willingly uphold for the sake of my Lord.


Yes, I say it now and I will say it again. I find joy in serving the church where I serve, although looking at it from all angles, I might be wrong in terms of location. but at the end of the day, I am happy to be able to serve Him, and Him alone. all for His sake and glory. Amen.

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