On Monday, I received the results of my internship applications. I will be spending next year at Peninsula Health, which is in Frankston, an hours train ride from Melbourne city where I’m currently staying (IF I accept their offer).
After a year of blogging about ‘Following God where He calls’ and ‘The Malaysian dream’ and ‘Lifting clouds’ and ‘Goodbyes’; I now find myself in the midst of all these. You know what? It’s really easy to blog about them, but when it comes to the real thing… I admit, I’m no less than TERRIFIED.
[There comes a time when] ‘tentative belief must become true commitment.’ BSF notes
I say ‘IF I accept their offer’ because I’m still not entirely sure if it falls within God’s will for me. I really don’t know how useful I’d be as a doctor to Malaysia if I trained here. But then again, I’m not entirely comfortable with how training goes in Malaysia – throw you into the sea and it’s up to you to sink or swim.
This year has been a year of struggling to trust – especially when many things aren’t turning out as how I would want them to be. I’ve been asking Him for encouragements to make up for the things that can’t be… and He has answered – in the faces of friends whose faces were downcast when they learnt that I’ll be moving away; in the really great bargains that I got when I went shopping for a new phone, antivirus software and even chips(!) yesterday; words on the blog of a person going through similar struggles 3 years ago; and the coming hour, for a Man who walked the face of this earth 2 millennia ago brought afresh again through my BSF notes.
Life ain’t just about carrying our crosses (although that’s what everyone frequently emphasizes) or the dying kernel of wheat. It’s also about the resurrection that follows and the production of many seeds – and that comes from supernatural sight.
In the same way, my life now ain’t just about shattered dreams or heart wrenching goodbyes or the weight of adulthood. It’s also about being sent out to a community to serve not man but God, new dreams and new friendships, and an opportunity to now support my family financially for the nurture that I have received over the years.
Whoever was it that said – ‘Your disappointments may very well be God’s appointment’.
And so, Frankston is my appointment for the coming year.
The cloud is lifting… time to pack up the tents again. Amazingly, the cloud will settle on a peninsula. And I remember, that it was on a peninsula - that I was born.
After a year of blogging about ‘Following God where He calls’ and ‘The Malaysian dream’ and ‘Lifting clouds’ and ‘Goodbyes’; I now find myself in the midst of all these. You know what? It’s really easy to blog about them, but when it comes to the real thing… I admit, I’m no less than TERRIFIED.
[There comes a time when] ‘tentative belief must become true commitment.’ BSF notes
I say ‘IF I accept their offer’ because I’m still not entirely sure if it falls within God’s will for me. I really don’t know how useful I’d be as a doctor to Malaysia if I trained here. But then again, I’m not entirely comfortable with how training goes in Malaysia – throw you into the sea and it’s up to you to sink or swim.
This year has been a year of struggling to trust – especially when many things aren’t turning out as how I would want them to be. I’ve been asking Him for encouragements to make up for the things that can’t be… and He has answered – in the faces of friends whose faces were downcast when they learnt that I’ll be moving away; in the really great bargains that I got when I went shopping for a new phone, antivirus software and even chips(!) yesterday; words on the blog of a person going through similar struggles 3 years ago; and the coming hour, for a Man who walked the face of this earth 2 millennia ago brought afresh again through my BSF notes.
Life ain’t just about carrying our crosses (although that’s what everyone frequently emphasizes) or the dying kernel of wheat. It’s also about the resurrection that follows and the production of many seeds – and that comes from supernatural sight.
In the same way, my life now ain’t just about shattered dreams or heart wrenching goodbyes or the weight of adulthood. It’s also about being sent out to a community to serve not man but God, new dreams and new friendships, and an opportunity to now support my family financially for the nurture that I have received over the years.
Whoever was it that said – ‘Your disappointments may very well be God’s appointment’.
And so, Frankston is my appointment for the coming year.
The cloud is lifting… time to pack up the tents again. Amazingly, the cloud will settle on a peninsula. And I remember, that it was on a peninsula - that I was born.
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