The Upper Room Diaries

Category: Relationship

One small step for Matthew, one giant leap for Matthew-kind.

Last night, through a short public ceremony, I received my Exhorter credentials from the Assemblies of God, Singapore. I regard this as a significant milestone. Looking back, never did dreamt of coming so far. Never would I dream of obeying God to this extent — forsaking my dreams, enrolling into Bible college, going through the grueling Greek modules, and experiencing the reality of God through the many research/exegesis papers that I have been made to do.

As I recall back six years ago, all I wanted was to be a world-class designer and to set up my own design studio so that I can choose my own clients. However, ever since God called me into ministry, I have literally exchanged my old friendships for new ones forged in AGBC, largely due to their non-understanding of my calling. It hurts, but I guess God gave me back so much more. I believe that the friendship forged in AGBC goes a long way, knowing that all of us would eventually become ministers somewhere someday.

I guess there is something pensive about Graduation that makes me reflect on the jungle path that I had bashed through. When God calls, I guess sometimes you enter a place blind, blind to the knowledge of what is in store for you ahead. For me, the shift from Design to Theology was a world of difference. I recall failing my first ever module. Oh the anguish that I felt because I do not know how to write a paper and finding out that it was too late to withdraw from the module! All I know from my design background was to draw, but writing, to me, was just way too tough. I had to learn to express my thoughts in words rather than from drawing figures. It took me quite awhile to adapt to a writing habit. Anyways, I took one full year to find the courage to take up modules again. Imagine hearing a direct instruction from God to go to Bible college and then get a “F” grade at the very first module! It was really quite a discouragement as the “F” was permanent . . . so much for GPA.

The Bachelors of Theology in AGBC contains two tracks, which the student then would have to choose one of them. It could be understood as something akin to a major. There is the Ministerial Track, and the Theological Track. The Ministerial Track basically trains the student to be proficient in doing ministry, thus an extended number of Ministry (the how-to) modules. Then there is the Theological Track which requires the learning of Greek and taking an extended number of Systematic Theology (the why) modules. This would result in the student being able to articulate how bits and pieces of Christian thought are supposed to link.

Upon approaching my second year of study, when I was to choose my Track, I heard directly from God to pursue the Theological Track. As back then I was still struggling with my transition from Design to Theology, from drawing to writing, from seeing colours to memorizing information; I had people telling me that I do not seem to be built for the Theological Track, which requires all the things I was never good at; bottom-line, people do not see the teaching calibre in me. After all, if I could score better doing the Ministerial Track, why not? However I decided to obey God and take the plunge by doing the Theological Track . . . not that I am not already in a plunge by being in school!

I eventually figured out the truth about myself. It was not that I will never be good at doing what I would be doing, it was that I took longer than normal people to transit. This naturally affected my grades. I was scoring C-’s and B-’s for my first year to the first semester of my second year, and after that A’s and B’s for my subsequent modules. I finished Greek 1 at C-, Greek 2 at B-, and finished Greek Exegesis at A. Heh, to think that I took so long to find my learning pattern, sheez.

So yesterday I got my credentials. That was by no means that I have graduated. That was not a graduation, but it was something that I applied for so as to make my future ministry easier. However this milestone bares the meaning of me looking forward to three areas of my life. The first of them is a no-brainer. I look forward to my launch into Ministry. Excitement begets! Will my first few steps be smooth? Will I hit the ground running? Will I finish all my school assignments before work begins? With bated breath, I look forward to answering these questions.

Besides Ministry I am also looking forward to Marriage. Oh my gosh, I love Serene with all my heart. I am so immensely grateful to God for reserving her for me to love and cherish. All I want to do now is to marry her. However, will I have the money to get married? Will I have the money to support her after marriage? How will God use us after we become one? Again with bated breath, I look forward to answer these questions. Oh, by the way, God actually spoke to someone when he was praying for us. He was so moved and offered to pay for our engagement — meaning the ring, and the meal with of both sides of our family, just a simple one . . . and there seems to be options of places to stay after we are married. Probably even a three-room flat to call our own. Yes, fully paid for. Besides that, there are still many things uncertain. As we deal with the uncertainty, please do continue to pray for us. When we do get married, it would be a giant miracle, and a grand testimony to the grace of God (:

Ministry, Marriage, and the last one is Master. I seek to know my God. I believe that the pursuit of knowledge is endless. Not that I know many things, but I suppose at the moment, I felt that I have understood enough to articulate my faith in a manner that satisfy a general seeking crowd. Now, I want to pursue Spirituality. I guess I would phrased it more accurately if I said it in mandarin “不只读神学, 我要学神.” This meant that I do not only want just to learn Theology, I want to be what I am learning about. There is this intense craving to experience God in manners which I have not experienced before. I have began to Fast, I have began to pray for extended hours, I have began to apply the knowledge that I have gained to real-life situations in the mission field and in Singapore. This seems to craft my philosophy in ministry — I aim for people under my care to have a deeper and more meaningful relationship with God.

So now as I am finishing up my last few lingering assignments for school, there is this sense of bittersweet emotional entanglement. I wonder what would be last words of my last paper be . . . I think I have more or less decided. I would most probably word it as “Give God Glory.”

Amen!

Being Normal

I have always heard from God about where to go and what to choose. I have taken pride and comfort to knowing that I am that close to God. If anyone could hear God, that would be me. Word for word, idea for idea, and I do not even need to try to hear Him. No exaggeration. I know God intended for me to be His mouthpiece.

Recently it seems that I could not hear God as sharply as I used to. There seems to be a certain dullness and slowness in my hearing. The climax came during my meeting with Pastor Matthew before the whole Chinese New Year weekend. When told of the drastic change of plans and the reason behind it, I took the whole weekend to ask myself a particular question “why didn’t God tell me what was coming?” After that I felt a sudden sense of lost-ness I have not felt in ages. The news is that I would be staying in Singapore to take on a role in the Missions department with really busy portfolio. No more going out for the long term. I am grounded for at least the next two years. Church policy.

I have no problem with this change as I am actually quite adapt with sudden changes. However I am more puzzled with God. How come I could not hear him. Adding on to this, I seem to have trouble churning out weekly email devotionals because I did not hear from God. Either that or God did not speak to me. Whichever it is, I did not hear. There are also times when asked about what God feels, I actually got it wrong. And this began to trouble me. I began to ask many questions. Questions like “did I do anything wrong that you decide not to use me anymore?”, “am I not faithful enough?” and “did I hear wrongly in the first place?” Many questions, no answer.

I took the weekend to ask God the pointed “why” question and begged for an explanation. Finally God spoke. Saturday 9am I had a dream. This dream was weird in many ways. I was actually very conscious that I was dreaming and I knew that God was showing me something. In the dream Serene and I were walking down this very long off-road path and we came to a junction. Beside the junction was a pot-hole filled with water. Being very thirsty I went to drink from it. Serene, being the hygiene champion said the classic “eeek don’t want” and told me not to drink from it. But I went ahead anyways. After this God spoke and told me about my current state:

“See, this is what you are now, you cannot cannot recognize what the devil is doing. This season is a time for you to learn about teamwork. This is what I did to you — your spiritual gifting has been cut by half.” I understood this immediately and with this, everything that is happening made sense. My given job scope cannot be done unless I understood teamwork. If I were to function with my usual spiritual gift-set, I would not be able to learn teamwork effectively as the nature of my gifting puts me in a rather solo position.

Then after that God spoke again, this time about marriage: “See, this season is time for you to settle that as well.”

God had spoken. The keyword for me, for the next these two years is Teamwork. So, a new season has dawned and I am beginning to feel the effect of it. I am still getting used to the fact that I am no longer the superstar. It is getting interesting to observe how other people are being developed by God to be His mouthpiece. To hear their stories about how amazed they are by how God is using them. All these brings back memories. To a certain extent, I feel like the prophet Eli watching Samuel growing up. Eli was growing dull and old, but he still recognized God’s voice. Enough to tell Samuel to respond to God the next time God speaks to him (see 1 Samuel 3). I thank God that He spoke to me. If not I would really end up being jealous than being truly happy for them.

Throughout the weekend I have learnt a new definition of being humble — it is to accept yourself as being normal. You see, everyone of us wants to be special, everyone of us wants to be used by God in a special way. We want to be ministered to, in a “special” way. “Special” seems to punctuate every sentence of a Pentecostal, actually I think it kind of defines humanity as a whole. Everyone wants to be special in some way so as to get some kind of recognition.

Hence my point. When it comes to ministry, are you contented with the normal? Am I contented with the normal? To be humble, is to accept ourselves as being normal. Everything belongs to God, especially when it comes to Spiritual Gifting. God can choose to give and God can choose to take away. It is not ours in the first place.

God is humbling me.

My Ultimate Achilles Heel

It is said that for a minister, there are three potential pitfalls: Glory, Gold and Girls (and Guys). I would beg to differ. I would say that there are four: Glory, Gold, Girls and Games.

Surprisingly, the weakest area in my life is games, specifically that of the MMORPG category. The allure of this type of game is that it has a well designed gameplay and established social network that makes me keep coming back for more. While being represented by an avatar, the aim is to joust my way through the ranks and be recognized as the best. The drawback is that in order to win, I would need to pay real money for in-game items and clothes. The rest is skill.

For the past month, I unconsciously got myself hooked on one of these. To make it even worse, this game is on my iPhone, so this makes the game really mobile. I began to play it everywhere I do, whenever I am free, I will play it. Slowly this became worse for me. If I do not have free-time, I will create the free-time. I suppose that it is all the surrounding emotional stress that made me want to retreat into the game thus making its gameplay and social network even more enticing. Talking about “drowning your sorrows”, yes this is a good way to do that. I ended up spending close to a hundred dollars on this iPhone game. Scary, I know. The more scary thing is that it starts to affect other areas of my life. My family, friends, ministry, and also my relationship with Serene was strained. She complained about my lack of affection despite the amount of attention I give her and this hurt her deeply.

It was this way until two nights ago when God hit me in the face with one word, “Idolatry”. I have put the game before God. After I repented, God brought me to see the effects this game had on my poor Serene who is clueless what was going on. So the next day when I met Serene, I told her about the game and my spending, deleted the game, and resolved never to put Game before Girlfriend. Hours later I experienced unexplained freedom. So it is only then that I realized that the game was such a bait for the devil to bring me down. Such bondage! I suppose that this type of game is certainly not evil, but I had a certain weakness for it. So I better stay away from them lest I fall again into a hole I would not be able to climb out from.

Thank you Serene, for being forgiving.
Thank you, everyone of you, for being patient with me.
Thank you God, for knocking me conscious.

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