What is my part in the mission?

Since the start of the year, I kept asking myself if world missions is really for me. A year ago, I signed up for Nepal mission. Haplessly, I wasn’t included in the team that left for Nepal. I think that’s because God saw that I was still not wholehearted with the mission thing that time–that it’s 50% for the purpose of the ‘real mission’ and 50% is for travelling purposes. I didn’t feel bad at all because I know that God has His own reasons and He knows exactly when’s the right time for me to go out (if ever).

During the mid part of this year, my heart for missions gradually tapered off. While more and more people from our church are going out of the country to do missions, I suddenly found myself on a retreat from this particular field.

I must admit, there’s still a bigger part of me who still wants to go to far-flung places where they know less or nothing about Christ, but maybe, just maybe, going out of the country to join the world missions isn’t really for me this time.

My sister signed up for missions for next year. Honestly, I asked God why can’t I do that. I kept asking God what He wants me to do right now and why do I have a feeling like I was suddenly put on a halt in terms of my growth in my Christian life. Why is He not sending me out like what He’s doing with the others?

In His own majestic way, God answered me through this daily inspirational thought which I’m subscribed to:

While the way people do missions has varied throughout the years, the idea of “goers” and “senders” has not.  God continues to call people to go and preach His message to people throughout the world, and He continues to call others to help send people on their way.

The Apostle Paul talked about this idea in his letter to the Christians in Rome, written almost 2,000 years ago.  Paul wrote:

“…for, ‘Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.’  How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, ‘How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!’” (Romans 10:13-15).

In the past, these verses have conjured up in my mind a vision of missionaries climbing over the top of a mountain in some remote jungle, bringing the good news of Christ to the people in the valley below.  As the villagers would hear this good news being proclaimed to them—news that they had been longing to hear for years—they would exclaim, “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!”

Today I read that passage with a different vision in mind.  Why?  Because, in many ways, I’m now a missionary myself, writing to people all over the world to encourage them to put their faith in Christ for everything in their lives.  The scenery has changed, but the principle is the same.  

Instead of climbing a misty mountaintop, I’m sitting at my desk in my bedroom, looking out over miles and miles of wide open spaces.  I’m on the second floor of a two-story, traditional American farmhouse in the heart of the great midwest.  There are no mountains to block my view, and only a few other farmhouses dotting the ground in the distance.  The corn and soybean fields have been harvested for the year, so all that’s left is a clear view of the horizon in every direction.  

Yet when I push the “send” button on my computer, I realize that this message I’m writing will make its way over the plains, across the country, under oceans, into the sky and back down to the earth again.  

Within an a instant, this message will show up in places like Papua New Guinea, an island half-way around the world in the South Pacific, where someone just signed up to receive these messages on Monday, saying, 

Missions is changing, but the message stays the same.  When Jesus told His disciples to “Go into all the world and preach the good news to all creation,” (Mark 16:15) He didn’t put any limits on where to go, how to go, or who to go to.  He just said to, “Go!”  He wanted them to take the message as far as they could, starting in Jerusalem, spreading out to Judea and finally to the ends of the earth.    

I was then reminded of my previous post about insignificance when God told me that He called me out for a different mission. I don’t have to feel insignificant or any less at all because there’s a very special task that He called me out to do.

Through this article, I was blessed to realize my role in the missions. I may not be included in the courageous soldiers of God going out into the international battlefield to spread the Good News but I know I have played and I’m still playing a great part in those missions. I may not be one of the ‘goers’ but at least I’m part of the ‘senders’ and that alone already made a difference.

God placed a different passion in my heart and I have a different role to play. Perhaps it’s through my writing, through this medium, this piece of sanctuary I call my own on the web, that I could pursue this part that God called me for. I have received really touching messages from people I know and some I don’t who told me they’re blessed with my posts about God and that those posts helped them realized God’s importance in their lives in one way or another. Maybe that’s why God blessed me with this talent to write and express my thoughts through writing–this is my part of the Great Commission and this is how God wants me to share great things about Him.

“For some of you, this may be a reminder of what God has already called you to do.  For others of  you this may be a confirmation of what God has been stirring in your heart in recent weeks or months.  And for some of you, this may be a totally new thought—a totally new direction that God wants you to take in your life.  Whatever the case, I want to encourage each of you to get involved in whatever mission God has put in front of you.”


Each one of us has a part to play in spreading the Good News and all of those roles are of equal significance. Seek God with all your heart and ask Him what role He wants you to play. Once you receive His answer, do your part with all your strength and with joyfulness of the heart☺


In My Surreal State

(This is a repost from my Multiply site–written 5 years ago)

Sincerely, i still think i’m not yet ripe to be given a title such as a WRITER. However, i must admit it really feels sooo good to be called as one. It’s something that not all people could understand. akala nila, simple lang. Akala nila, walang masyadong effort. But the truth is, it takes a lot of hardwork, endless learning, and a number of uphill struggles just to have that title. It may not be as grand as Doctor, Attorney, or Engineer, but the fulfillment you’ll feel just by seeing your byline on your published article is something that a newbie writer like me will never exchange for big moolah or posh gadgets a corporate job could offer. If for actors and actresses, their acting awards are their prized possesssions, stress-relievers, and little delights, for writers–it’s our byline. No amount of money is worth seeing your precious name on any pages of a magazine or a well-respected broadsheet. Moreovr, no amount of money is worth the realization of a dream and emancipation of that passion inherent in a writer’s hearts.

A fellow writer and a cherished friend once told me that she admires my courage and audacity when it comes to pursuing my passion and reaching for my dreams. The truth is, i’m as coward and afraid as the other people wandering and searching for their personal legend. I also have my own share of life’s tribulations. The only difference is that, i already know what my personal legend is and i’m focused enough on that shining star i’ve been following eversince i unearthed my own legend that i always seem to walk on a straight direction towards that realization of my dream. And i owe everything to God. He’s been my ultimate supporter and my number 1 fan. He never fails to lift my spirits up.

Just the other day, i received again one of the greatest blessings of my existence. MEG Magazine’s editorial assistant texted me and informed me that Pierra-Meg’s editor, liked my writing flair and they decided to get me as one of Meg’s contributing writers. Man, was that great! It was such a great dream come true. I’ve been wanting to be part of Meg since the day i learned that such a magazine as Meg exists. The whole day, a smile was plastered on my face. I just can’t stop thanking God for all his graces.

Nonetheless, if God would still give me a chance to have just one wish, i wish that all people in the world will find a way to fulfill their dreams. I hope that they’ll never stop pursuing their passion and that they’ll never get discouraged by disappointments and failures. This world will be a much, much lovelier and happier place to live in if only all people will work their way to reach for their dreams.

Never stop dreaming. Never stop wishing. Never stop hoping. Most of all, never stop praying. God knows when’s the perfect time for all of us to shine.

Winks! God bless all of us!