Call me Melancholic

Call me melancholic. Call me mushy. Call me sentimental. Call me whatever you want. Because I’m not denying it. Today, I choose to be perfectly melan. Perfectly mushy. Perfectly sentimental. Why?

Because I’m turning five today. Imagine that.

Well of course I’m not turning five years old biologically. Who’s ever heard of a five year old taking up her Master’s degree? Hahaha.

Well, I’m not aging in terms of my natural years. I’m aging in terms of my spiritual years. It’s been five years since I gave my life to the Lord.

Five years. Five years since I stepped into that upper room of the Aqua Altria Refilling station, unaware that I would step out and become a completely different person. Five years since I learned to sing the lines “I worship You my God, I worship You my God, I love You, I love You” with all my heart and with all my spirit. Five years since I allowed the very Spirit of God to come into my very life. Five faithful, faithful years.

*Cries*

Because I so missed the Thursday late night soakings at the Mincen, I had my very own soaking time here in my dormitory. It was a teary session because God once again brought me back to that place of remembrance with Him. He brought me back to that time when I first had a face to face encounter with the Godhead. He brought me back to the moment wherein I traded a life of masked insecurity, hurt, and bitterness for a life marked with acceptance, healing, and forgiveness. And He brought me through those years of falling in Love with Him, through those mornings spent with Him in the secret place, those days of learning to walk in His ways, those nights of tears and of surrender, through those cherished, cherished pages of our story together.

Every memory stone was brought out, and an altar was built. An altar of thanksgiving. An altar of worship. An altar of surrender.

My life is on that altar once again. Because I’m in this place where my dreams are already unfolding but the future still remains unclear. I’ve been released but I know that this is not yet the fullness of my call. I’m already in my promised land but I know that it’s not the only land that I’m meant to conquer. But I’m just assured that because my God has been faithful all these five years, He would still continue to be faithful. He’ll be faithful until the end. And knowing that He will be with me until eternity is through – it’s already more than enough for me.

I’m excited for more. The best years of my life are still to come. :)