post master.

Perhaps one of the greatest challenges that I’m facing right now that made me think of leaving fulltime work is the falling and failure of YFC leaders, leaders that I’ve known since their camps. Molded and trained trough times, I’ve given the best that I can to inspire them. I’ve given my all I could say.

            I didn’t know how it happened, I honestly don’t have the idea, and that what makes it more painful. They have their reasons, but I see it as invalid, nevertheless they decided to leave. I tried to talk to them trying to dig out the reason why and in hope to revive them in their service, in being a YFC, but still failed. Leaders that I know were good yet were jus victims of this cruel world.

            It was difficult for me. It was hard for me to deal with the fact that in spite of all the things we’ve shared and the community has given them, still, they want to get out.

            Reflecting on today’s gospel and father’s homily during the mass at the Couple Coordinator’s Conference in Cagayan made me think things all over again.

            Why did I ever forget that it is not about me, ever since? It’s not my work either. I am supposed to just deliver the message. If it is love that God wants me to deliver to His people, then it is love that I need to share. It’s my call to share God’s message to His people for them to change and not change them my self.

            With these, why should I worry when people wouldn’t change and seemed to ignore? I need to loosen my self and realign it to God’s real intention on why He made and designed me to become a missionary. I am just a mere post master.

            As a post master, I need to deliver what is expected of me to deliver. The rest is up to Him.