This week I had occasion to ask myself: "What on earth am I doing here?" as I waded through filthy flood waters up to my knees and got soaked my a car speeding through muddy puddles on the side of the street (totally thought that only happened in movies). As I tripped and slipped on muddy and unkempt trails scattered with rocks and bugs and an abundance of trash, to get to a small concrete house, where I then spoke a language that doesn't quite fit in my mouth.
These things I've been doing for a year now, and these thoughts kept playing through my mind until we finally arrived at our apartment after a long day. I then had an impression to listen to a specific song: "I Was Born". I'm not sure who the singer is, but the song starts with people from all over the world, telling where they came from, sometimes in their native tongue.
Some from New England, others from Africa, America, Philippines, Tonga.. and then the chorus kicks in:
..And we are here to serve our King.
Children from the Most High.
And it's His good news that we bring,
as we labor gladly, bringing souls to Christ.
All my thoughts ceased at that moment, and I just had to smile. This is the best calling, no matter how many lists I make of things I never thought I'd ever have to do. (or eat)
I've been here a year now, and it blows my mind how slow and how quickly it has flown by. That I'll be seeing your wonderful faces in 6 months.
I will try, with my remaining time, to serve and love these people the way God wants me to.
I want to be able to leave the Philippines with the words, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant" ringing in my ears.
I have 6 more months of learning and showing our Heavenly Father that I love Him and His children, and then a lifetime of building on what I know now.
I wont say its been an easy year- quite the opposite actually- but I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Anyway, I'm not trunky and I love you all with my whole heart.
Mahal Kita!
Sister Mosher
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