Last Sunday, I found what I was looking for. As usual, it happened in a way better than I could ever imagine.
Two weeks in, and I realize that living in a new country requires building your own support system, being open to new people and experiences, and changing your expectations more often than you’re used to. But one thing I know is sure --- that wherever I find myself in, I only have to find a church where I would fit right in and I will be okay.
Prior to leaving Manila, I did a little research, and have set my heart to find and attend the Cornerstone Bible Fellowship. A friend of a friend of a friend (yes, that complicated!) finally got me to Cornerstone last Sunday. And I was right. It is where I want to be. Worship was great, primarily because I recognized the songs! Thank God! They even sang my current fave --- One Thing Remains by Jesus Culture --- A tamer version, but still amazing, considering that “conservative” is the norm around here. The message was tailor-fitted for me as well, or at least that’s how I felt. The Word, in a nutshell, was about knowing who you are when you’re in different circumstances.
When I decided to move to Bermuda, I was excited to spend quality “me” time and be away from the demands of busy living. My idea was to slow down and enjoy life, while mastering my chosen career. In short, to achieve work-life balance yet again. Part of the balance I look forward to is re-kindling the fire I once had to serve in ministry again. I saw my move as a way to get to know God more, once I’ve cleared my head and quieted my heart. But I was taught a lesson or two in my first day at Cornerstone.
To know God more, I need to know myself more. I have skipped this step for as long as I can remember, afraid of what I’m going to find out. I have been made to realize that I am here so I can spend endless time with myself, until I learn to love my ugly bits and pieces, while waiting for someone Divine to change me. So yeah, I’m kinda stuck with myself, without the endless, mindless activities to drown myself in.
Perhaps a more apt title to this entry is “Rediscovering Moi”, but the highlight really, is not this lesson I learned, but the wealth of knowledge I have access to because I have found my second home here in Bermuda. Who knows, maybe five, ten, fourteen entries from now, I will tell you about what it feels like to sing on stage again. J
Till next time Loves!
Honey