The hands that I have, use them to serve You.

One thing that I've always told God is that with the little I have, I want to use that to serve Him. And repeatedly, I ask Him to use me. I still do, actually. Cause once upon a time I felt under utilitized. I felt that I was progressing so slowly that it was painful and it came to a point where I was pretty comfortable just being where I was. Then I guess God answered my prayer without my knowledge. Slowly I was asked to shepherd a few girls, and then engaging in the creative arts ministry in my zone. I went on from there. But throughout all of these, I've never realised that this was what I asked for until yesterday during our short prayer session in the Pastor's lounge.

Admittedly, I was really stressed up and I felt up to my neck with work cause of the constant assignments coming in. I mean, I am a student,daughter, friend, part-time scooper, GCAM member, cell intern, part of camp comm 2007 simultaneously. And the student in me thinks I'm not putting in enough effort into my studies cause of lack of time and I'm not coping as well in school as I think I should. My dad has been nagging at me for spending too much time in church. I felt like I was spending too much time in church. You know what I mean? I just wanted to take a breather. Then the Lord spoke to me and told me that I was privileged to be able to serve on the team, to be part of this harvest event.
yup.A lightbulb moment again. It's when I suddenly realised God has answered my prayer to want to be able to use what I have to serve Him. I've been doing things and treating them like it's tasks and chores but really, to be able to use my hands to do something, it's such a privilege. Cause I have only a few talents, but God chooses to use them.

And I'm thankful.