God's hands in all circumstances
On Sunday, one of my boys (Lloyd) came up to me and quietly thanked me for praying for him. Initially, I was caught off-guard, as I was not sure which aspect of the prayers he was talking about, until he mentioned that he had managed to get into the Gifted Education Programme (GEP). I was absolutely delighted for him, and was convinced he'll be able to make it into AC (Anglo-Chinese). Then after Sunday classes were over, I remarked to them that I intend to have only boys from the AC schools in my group next year, and he looked a bit bothered after that. So I asked him if anything was wrong, and he was like, "What if I don't get into AC?"
I was stunned cos I had no idea he was mulling over this, so I reassured him that he'll be in my group next year unless he prefers to go to another group. Then on Monday, as I was gearing myself up to get into the swing of another dreary and ho-hum work week, my cell phone rang. Lloyd's mom had called, and I wondered if I had done something wrong or something. I was pleasantly surprised when she thanked me also for keeping Lloyd in prayers. The parents knew I had been praying for Lloyd, and wanted to thank me. Such appreciative parents....and I told them it was the least I could do. She affirmed me and told me I love and care for him the way a spiritual father does for his sons, and that I am different from his previous Sunday school teachers.
That was a mind-blowing affirmation from the parents. It makes everything worth it.....that they trust me enough and know that I care for the boys enough. Now I know why God called me to serve the children. I am learning, slowly but surely to see His hands in every aspect of my life, and especially the young little sheep I am guiding every Sunday. They have changed for the good in so many ways, for which indeed can only be accomplished by Him alone.
I was stunned cos I had no idea he was mulling over this, so I reassured him that he'll be in my group next year unless he prefers to go to another group. Then on Monday, as I was gearing myself up to get into the swing of another dreary and ho-hum work week, my cell phone rang. Lloyd's mom had called, and I wondered if I had done something wrong or something. I was pleasantly surprised when she thanked me also for keeping Lloyd in prayers. The parents knew I had been praying for Lloyd, and wanted to thank me. Such appreciative parents....and I told them it was the least I could do. She affirmed me and told me I love and care for him the way a spiritual father does for his sons, and that I am different from his previous Sunday school teachers.
That was a mind-blowing affirmation from the parents. It makes everything worth it.....that they trust me enough and know that I care for the boys enough. Now I know why God called me to serve the children. I am learning, slowly but surely to see His hands in every aspect of my life, and especially the young little sheep I am guiding every Sunday. They have changed for the good in so many ways, for which indeed can only be accomplished by Him alone.
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