“You’ve captured my heart, dear friend. You looked at me, and I fell in love. One look my way and I was hopelessly in love.”
– Song of Songs 4:9 (The MSG)
If we should ever meet again, I’d ask for your name.
If, by Speaking I could know you;
there would never be a moment of silence.
I have forgotten how to blog.
I have been writing my prayers and musings on paper for the past months, preferring to keep it between myself and Him. But this I want to shout out loud, I want the world to know because I am no longer afraid or sorry to say that I truly love acting and narrating!
For the longest time I have enjoyed acting without even knowing it. As a kid I would reenact scenes from my favourite cartoons, games, anything cool that I saw on tv. I favoured imaginative battlegrounds and weapons to physical toys and I found myself living in the shoes of Jim Raynor and the likes. (Blizzard games were a HUGE part of my childhood)
And boy do I feel blessed to be serving in none other than Spark Plays, the Zone’s drama ministry. While I may not be part of many skits or plays, every time before I go on stage, I am reminded by Him that I am His beloved actor and the reason I’m on stage is simply because He loves seeing His child perform – for Him. It’s not about the recognition or the thrill of being on stage but simply to be able to do something I love so much and knowing that it’s my awesome Dad who has given me the Desire to act and the Platform to fulfill it.
I was afraid to say that I love acting simply because I felt that I was not good enough. But knowing that both giftings and the opportunity to use them comes from Him, why wallow in self pity when the best actor/narrator/playwright in history is my Dad.
I’m not the best actor, but I know I’m His beloved actor. Time and time again I’ve heard Him say ‘I want you to act because I love seeing you act.’ It has nothing to do with acting skills but everything to do with the truth that I’m His beloved kid. Looking at the new One-North auditorium, it would be such an honor, overwhelming in fact to be given the opportunity to perform. But really, One-North is simply God’s building and who better to perform there than God’s very own beloved children? There is no stage, no platform too large for us because even the largest of platforms belong to God.
I love to act, I love to narrate and I’m proud of it.
Even if the world says I’m not good at it, it doesn’t change a thing. Even if I’m told I’ll never be good at it, I’ll still keep acting.
I’m His beloved actor and the greatest act of love was performed by my Father.
A year ago attending New Creation Church would have been my dream come true.
Who would’ve known that today, the dream came true… exceedingly abundantly above all that I could ask or think. It’s Easter today and I had the privilege to serve alongside some of the most blessed people for the church’s Easter Musical. Never have I thought that carrying a few pieces of styrofoam props and running in the dark would be such an awesome, humbling experience.
It was tiring, it was long, it was tedious, it was frustrating, it was amazing.
I’ve met a programme director whom despite being the busiest person in the stadium, took her time to share with us pastor’s heart for the musical and to show each and everyone of us her heartfelt appreciation for serving.
I’ve met team leaders that guided our every step ever so patiently, availing themselves even to the smallest of tasks and doing it with a smile.
I’ve met brothers and sisters who are so readily and willingly to lend a helping hand, going beyond their responsibilities for a brother or sister in need.
I’ve met volunteers who availed themselves to serve despite the last minute arrangements and served faithfully out of a heart of abundance.
I’ve met anointed actors, musicians and artists who rehearsed long hours for that spotlight but chose to shine it on Jesus instead.
It was 3 styrofoam ‘walls’ and 3 days of amazing fellowship that showed me that serving is not so much the task, but the heart. The roles are plenty, but the hearts are one – for Jesus.
As much as I am grateful for the praise and worship, touched by the musical; so am I grateful for the placement of styrofoam walls and touched by the hearts of those who place them. Really. Roles and positions didn’t matter anymore, I was just grateful for that leader, that brother, that volunteer, that musician for doing whatever they were doing faithfully.
I believe thats how Jesus saw each and everyone of us. He couldn’t care less if we were singing, acting or simply waiting, He smiled seeing a congregation of people gathered in His name, to praise His name.
Who would’ve known that the first evangelist would have been a woman, Mary?
Who would’ve known that Jesus’ first words to His disciples would not be those of condemnation but peace?
Who would’ve known that one day all the earth will worship before You?
Who would’ve known that we would gather today as various roles with hearts as one to honor You?
Who would’ve known that the God of Creation would send His only son to die for us and raise Him up to bless us?
thats why You came.
Cousin’s Colleague: I’m a City Harvester, what about you?
Cousin: Oh, I’m a New Creationer.
Cousin’s Colleague: *condescending look* My church is bigger than yours.
God blesses us all