By Mary Grace Morta
It has been five years since the 1st WSC at Alpadi and the Lord has never failed to show me things beyond my imagination. The challenge is to share the goodness He showed in my life. To write about it is challenging because I am not a writer, but for the sake of the Lord, I am daring myself to do this.
ON A HIGH. It was the 1st World Singles Congress for us SFLs and it was my first time to be at Alpadi. The place and the weather were conducive for us to enjoy the silence, away from the noise of the city. The highlight of the event was when in one worship, one of our sisters prayed in tongues. It was my first time to experience that kind of worship and I really felt the Lord’s embrace at that moment. We were all on a high in spirit before going back to the real world.
SO BE IT. From the hills of Alpadi to a mountain top experience in Baguio. I had no plans to attend the 2nd WSC because of financial difficulties, but the Lord provided more than what I expected. As we went up Baguio, I felt so excited because it was also the Panagbenga Festival. I was hoping we can see the parade, but things turned out differently. In the end, I chose to stay at the venue and never lose the opportunity to hear God’s message. The Liturgical Bible Study workshop was an eye-opener for me and made me more in love with the Scriptures. The Exposition of the Holy Eucharist on Saturday night lifted up my spirit so that I held on to His promise of having a purpose-driven life.
THE ALMIGHTY. To the green pastures. Excuses cannot be acceptable this time. I cannot miss WSC especially as it was just a few kilometers from my workplace! So I went and I never regretted a single moment of it. It was my first time to sleep in a tent with a freezing cold weather in the evenings. But the loving embrace of the Lord warms us up until the last day of the WSC. At the Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament, I was crying like I never cried before. I was so deeply disturbed of the calling and I did not want to pay attention. A wretched person like me has nothing to offer to go on a mission. But the Lord said “Go”, and let Him be the light of the path I am going to take. To say “YES” was like having thorns being pulled out of my heart. I thought the “yes” was the end of our conversation, but He further affirmed it with a brother’s prophecy the next day. With much confusion on what to do next, I know in God’s time, everything will fall into its own place.
STRONG GOD. Jesus rocks. With my “yes”, I have become a mission volunteer under the MV72 Program, with the privilege to serve God and His people. There are times I catch myself in awe that I have truly become an MV. This is it! There is no turning back. All I have to do is step forward and let the Lord lead the way. This time, I was no longer simply a WSC participant. I am grateful to have been given the opportunity to become part of the service team. Holding on to His arms is the strength that sustained me throughout the whole event. He truly uses the weak to anoint His people. This has left a mark in my heart. God’s plan is so much better than ours.
DARE TO LIVE. Living the life with Christ. “What is living a life to the fullest?“ Dylan, our WSC speaker asked. We have the same answer: living a life with God and for God. It is easy for us to say it, especially during WSC. But will we still say it after the WSC? Being a good Christian is a big challenge, especially when we came back to the reality, with all the oppressions and hardships, the negative and unlovable people, and evil. How are we going to overcome it? Jesus always goes up to the mountain to PRAY. It is His favorite place of prayer because the spirit is in high position, ready to lift up everything to God.
A lot of surprises happened to me that WSC weekend. I was not feeling well to begin with. I had tonsillitis, dry cough, and stomach problems. I do not know how my body found the strength to move. It must have been the grace from the little sacrifices I did before the Congress that sustained me. During the Exposition of the Eucharist, I was staring intently at the Blessed Sacrament on the big screen. Then unexpectedly, I saw something. At the center of the host was an image of an Infant wrapped with white cloth that was shining so brightly. Truly, the Lord is ever present in the Blessed Sacrament, in the Holy Eucharist. It was so timely that the Gospel that Sunday was about the Transfiguration.
Walking on to the way of the cross is difficult. It is only Jesus who can make it to the mountain top. All we have to do is to take up our own crosses and lift our crosses to Him. My life has never been the same again. Being a Mission Volunteer has helped me in my journey of healing and experience providence, forgiveness, peace, surrender and grace. The promise of having a purpose-driven life is in full view. My God is a constant God who has loved me long before I was conceived in my mother’s womb. I dare to live a life with Christ because He dared to do it first for us.