Sunday, August 7, 2011

Protracted Neurosis

The past 3 days have been really blahh for me. It is the end of my 1 week break and I am definitely not in the mood to return to work. Just as I go through this and feeling the need to get inspired all over again, I make a remarkable discovery.

I was cleaning out 1/8th of my cupboard yesterday only to realise that some of the pages in my journal was being dog-eared by some t-shirts. Upon pulling everything out, I could not help my self but to look into my journal from a hundred years ago and take a skip down memory lane. Well, flipped through all my adolescent struggles and re-lived my mission trips to Burma-Thai border and all.

Later in the afternoon, on the way to get Rufus for the dawgie hotel, we stopped by Canaan Land. Usually disinterested in all the books which I could gain knowledge if only I loved to read a tad more, I came across one of those social justice books. I could not believe my eyes when I flipped through the pages, and saw a very familiar face - it was R whom I met in Chiangmai way back in 1995.

Wow! God has a real sense of humour. Imagine seeing a familiar face in such a random book, in a little less random bookstore on a really random day. Wow.

R was with Ps. Timothy Laklem in the Asian Tribal Ministries and they were the ones who took us oblivious youth up to the refugee schools in the mountains at the border. - And R, our interpreter and guide with Mr. Snuffleupagus eye lashes, developed a liking to me. Anyway, after that trip, it took 3 3-hour letters to convince him that I was too young to run away with him (he was about 10 years older).

Anyhow, due to the postal systems and all we lost contact and that was it. The last I met him he had a girlfriend and was doing ministry with the other Karen refugees.

When I flipped the page of the book, I was delighted to hear that he is the president of the Karen community in Nebraska and doing so much for his community and a father to 3 children. Wow :)

I will try to get in touch with him. Just as how God enabled Jester and I to contact each other again, I believe this is God's way of telling me to not give up and to hold on tight for the journey up ahead.

Thank you God for reminding my soul that You are in control and You have placed me in the right place at the right time for the right reasons.