Looking forward

2015
It's been a roller coaster ride for me. Currently I'm busying preparing exam. (Yup, I started my first degree).
I wouldn't write much, I'm too tired now. Apparently I begin to have sore throat, which is bad. Next week is my exam (scream)>

So I will briefly summarise my life events in 2015.
2015 has pushed my out my comfort zone, extremely pushed me towards the end of cliff. I'm an introvert (really) and it was not easy for me to rang up strangers. Had conversation with respected person? A huge guts really required. The most important of all these events, I got closer to God, much more better that 2014, intimacy I called.

As I recalled in 2014, I was in a bad shaped, not physically, but it was more in emotionally. My ego was high. Jealous, pride and hot tempered. I got pressure and worst, I felt into depression.

2015, is my joyful year as I realised the purpose of my life and of course putting Christ center in my life. With Christ is the center in my life, I found joy. Joy that I couldn't buy or trade with anything. Of course, abundant God's blessing I received too. I acknowledged the life of a priest is not easy as I traveled with priest pass few months.

I lost my loved ones, my gramdma. Grandma, I pray that you will be in paradise. I participated tones and tones of Church formations, camps, talks and events. Even my Godpa noticed me that I attended one camp and another. Through these events, I know God better, I understand myself better and had new friends. Traveled (more to attend a congress) to Philippines without my parents, passed the international immigration, a whole new experienced for me. Being a chosen person in representing Archdiocese KL and Malaysia to attend the first Youcat Congress, had chances to communicate with the CEO of Youcat. Part of the drafting team, as the priest would said "just to create a stupid statement",  it was nuts (no idea why the team chosen me and the scary part - I was the only youngest participant in the drafting team). Until now I had no idea how I got through it. Love Philippines hospitality a lot.

Started my first degree, being part of hilarious, crazy, silly Banana Geng. Facilitated in Love & Life, had the nice bah ku teh at 2 o'clock in the morning. I have my own sleeping St. Joseph on my desk, all the way from Philippines. Sleeping St. Joseph, intercede my prayers.

I pray that 2016 will be as good as 2015. Thanks God for 2015, for He has cared me and showered me with blessings. Thanks to my family and my friends who journeyed with me throughout 2015. 2016, the boarding pass is on my hand now, and I'm ready to take off.

19 years of life~

So, after few months of disappearance, finally I'm back behind the big screen and blog.
I had a wonderful birthday...had a whole day western food for my tummy and I broke a record for not having a single rice dropped into my mouth.
Sang a birthday song in fast food restaurant and dessert on my hand.
Subway sandwich as dinner...
Ya...it was wonderful. It was wonderful and better than my 18th silent birthday.

Celebration wise is not the main part of my sharing, the main story that I want to share is God. First, I want to thank God for my 19 years life. He created me. He was there for me ever since I was in my mother's womb. Until today, He is with me, pouring His unconditional love for me. I want to continue to cherish His love and glorify His Holy Name. My parents, I love you, thank you so much for caring me all the years. Despite hardships all the years, God's blessing granted us to walk in rough path. I love my siblings. Their presence in this world are God's gifts for me (they are cute and I'm proud of them~and I love you all).

18 years old of me, I had rediscover myself for 6 months. I pray that Holy Spirit will guide me to the path that the Lord has planned for me. Jesus, help me to overcome fear as You have told us 'Do not be afraid' and strengthening my faith always. Mother Mary, I entrust you my life and intercede my prayers.  

Let the fire fall~

Yesterday the Church celebrated Pentecost Sunday,

the day where the Holy Spirit comes down upon us.

And yes, the Holy Spirit REALLY came down to us.

It was started few days ago, my mum is a Catechism teacher and she has a few students who want to join first Holy Communion. But in order to do so, baptism is essential and compulsory in order to receive Jesus' body and blood for first time. Not only that, these children's family, too wanted to being a part of a Catholic family. This is a good news.

The problem was, these families are bumi. When they want the children to be baptized, they need to have communication with local BEC and the church, and language is their barrier. After all, they are not Catholic. My mum had a mind set to have a talk regarding this issue with the priest one day but I insisted her not to because the priest will not entertain her alone. But I gave her an advice: "If you bring these people to meet with Father, when he sees it, he would be happy that these amount of people (about 14 people) are going to be a Catholic. Sure he loves it."

So my mum arranged these group of people gathered at one place, and wait for the arrival of priest. She called the catechism coordinator to come over, unfortunately, it was a missed call. Then a person came, who my mum entrusted her to be on her side, sadly, it was a back stabbed. The parish priest finished his blessing on a parishioner's new car, went inside the church's vesting room. He saw my mum and gave a gesture to her, but we didn't understand what his gesture about. His gesture was more on "wait", and the church bell rang, the 1.00 pm mass was about to begin. My mum felt very disappointing, she even want to give up. That so-called "faithful" person, who was respected by many people in community, said something that cause these people to have their heart broken, She gave these people, who interested in knowing our faith with this painful answers: "You know, there are many procedures need to follow in order to be the Catholic, and your children cannot be baptised since you are not Catholic. Not only that, your children need to learn 1st gred and 2nd gred catechism class before they can enter Holy Communion Class (3rd gred)." When you heard this, as a person who has the interest in joining the Catholic faith, you will gave up and make the decision not to join at all, (after all, who wants to join a religion that stab your heart). It felt so hurt for these people, who were excited to meet with the priest face to face for the first time and not achieved, wasted 1 hour for sitting there doing nothing just for the sake of this supposed-to-be wonderful meeting, one of their child was sick, and received bad advice form a Catholic person. It was a devastating day for them. My mum took all the blames and critics, from that person and these people. Bet the Holy Spirit didn't work with that person that day, so just forgive and forget.

My mum and I participated in mass, but the complains on this issue came out from her mouth. She even gave up the hope on meeting the priest and she suggested that she will discuss this matter to the new priest (since the priests' transfer effective on June). She told me, she prayed to God before making any decision. Somehow we were in a conscious state and we had feeling that God doesn't want this things to be happened. I asked my mum: "Now, what are you going to do?", she replied, "Next year only baptism, or see the new priest and ask his opinion," It turned out it didn't happen in that way, and I was about to say "The Best Pentecost Sunday ever", just like how the apostles felt on that day too.

I had a meeting at 3.00 pm regarding a mission. I didn't aspect to meet Greg at church, a busy man from Asayo. He gave me a hug, told me that he was the person who want to give the briefing. While I was having a chit chat with my friend Fabian and him, the parish priest suddenly waved at us. Greg thought the priest was finding him, no, Fabian thought the priest was finding him, no again, and he called my middle name, Magdalyn from far away. I was trilled, he knows my name, (at least my middle name. You know it is difficult for a priest to remember 8000++ parishioners' name). So I approached to Father, "Yes Father?". He questioned me where to get the St. John Paul the Great books and I explained I got it from a publisher. He suggested me that this person wants it and he wanted me to deal with him and I agreed. But funny things happened after that. While we had a briefing on this mission, Father called one by one the names of those who are going the mission. When he called my first name, Josephine and I lifted my hands, he said:"You are Josephine,". Fabian giggles as Father remembered my middle name, but it was fair enough he knew my name. 

And the best story was about to reveal. As my mum was disappointing about what had happened today, the priest met her personally and wanted to know why my mum needed to see him. So she told the whole story that she brought a whole group of people to see him, but it was turned down and they left. They wanted to be baptised in Catholic faith and total 14 of them (3 families). My mum issued the problems and the priest said that he will settle it everything, just give him the forms and relatively documents. The children were allowed to be baptised on August and the priest even gave these children's parents have some time to think whether want to join this faith. Praise the Lord.

So, this is the role of Holy Spirit, guiding you the right way to be a better person. Oh ya, the gesture that Father issued was inviting my mum to go inside the office and have a talk. My mum intention was not to overtake the other's leader duty, but she wants these people to have the feelings to be welcome into the Church. That is how Jesus do to make people believe in Him; by performing miracles, preaching the good news of the Lord, for our sake he died on the cross and gave us new life. Thus, people felt the love of God, the Father, God, the Son and God, Holy Spirit.

2 more days to May~

Today is 28 April...just a blink of eyes~
And 2 more days to May (Wow~)
Yesterday I was invited to a dinner to celebrate 30 years anniversary of CFM.
Food was awesome, met VIP people at there (^^)

Jumping from one sacrament to another sacrament...it's sound crazy~
I thought I can take good care of 9 years old kids, who are about to receive the body and blood of Christ for the first time...in the end, I got transfer to teens who will received the gifts and fruits of the Holy Spirit.
When I stepped into the class for the first time, I realised I need to push more efforts on my faith to God.
I think that what's God wants me to do...strengthen your faith so you may not fall easily.
Before I left my comfort house and comfort town.

Indeed my faith to God has faded simultaneously last year, due to stress and depression...
and I found back God after I graduated from SAM. Involved in missionary works, step into varies committees. My life has never been so peace before. I pray that when I study my degree, it will not happen the same as what I had faced last year.

I came across a beautiful blog and described a little bit of  'calling'. It's not about the 'Calling', being chosen to serve God in a particular ways, it's about the Love, the unconditional love of God for us. God loves us first and He knows each and everyone's name. Beautiful video. Go ahead and check out the link, you gotta love it ~ Perhaps One of the Most Beautiful Videos on Vocations Ever Made



  

After 2 months, I'm back.

It's been almost 2 months I haven't update my blog
Due to my laziness (hahaha^^)

March was the best as I considered the most spiritual of the month
Went to Batu Arang mission and encountered HIV/ Aids patients.
Literally, it has changed my way of thinking and perception to them.
For me, there are beautiful in God's eyes.
Been to SIC for santai with Archbishop
and hospital visit.

I'm not promoting that I'm a 'Good Samaritan' to earn my fame, but to share amazing and events that God is with us all the time.
Sometime, things go wrong. We tend to blame God on what has happened. Just during tough moment, we seek for God's help. We don't realise that God is with us all the time. He clears the obstacles in front, makes a clear and safety pathway for us to travel. Because He loves us to much, and yet we forget His love for us, God lets the obstacle injure you so that you return to God. That's what I think. Even though these patients have sickness, they know that they had regretted the past but they have faith in God and being sorry for what they have done. Even though the kids have this disease, but they own childhood memory as I have. They are much more healthier; they jump, they play, they love crawling and obedient (most of the time). I was told that their conditions were worst when they were sent to the house. God is with them and give them courage to live. As young as 6 years old, she knows who is Jesus. She knows Jesus died on the cross, making miracles (many fish were caught). She told me what happens next while I sat down with them, watching Jesus' Story, According to Gospel of St. Luke. When I was 6, I don't think I know Jesus made miracles on caught many fish.

Being a missionary is to being that person that you want to serve, not as a duty. That's how Jesus wants us to do. He wants us to do the next part as He had did the first part. He took clay, put to the blind mean's eye, and wants us to take the blind man to the lake for clearing the clay on his face. Miracles happen because you and Jesus perform together.

Miracle happened three days ago. I had made a vow that I trust God in everything during one of the days of Divine Mercy Novena. I had no idea why I clicked on the university's application website, I realised that my application was rejected.  I was freaked out. I decided to access the university's website and asked the question of my application. The university replied to me via mail and they informed me that it would took 3 working days to answered it. God made wonder to me. 2 hours later, I received another mail, and they requested me to sent another set of documents by now. Without further ado, I sent it via mail and my application was accepted. I leave it to God everything.

Oh ya, recently I consecrate to Mary by reading and meditate '33 days to Morning Glory'. I can't believe that I reading it everyday, and it only takes your 5 minutes only, everyday. But this book can leads you to be a Saint. Mother Mary, please intercede my prayer to Jesus.