As I write my 5th entry about my OMF Lit memories, I can’t help but feel sad. This will be my final week as an OMF Lit staff. *sniff, sniff*
Since I’ve been with OMF Lit, I was constantly praying that the Lord will allow me to still serve Him in this ministry until this 3 milestone come to pass.
1. OMF Lit new building. When I joined OMFLit we were crowded in this two-storey building. I can remember a good friend of mine even said, “Sumuko na kayo, napapaligiran kayo ng maraming libro.” hahaha. During the construction I made a commitment that I will passed by the building just to pray for the carpenters, construction workers, architects and even the future customers, every morning until it is finished. The Lord is sooo gracious to provide us a building of our own.
2. OMF Lit 50th Anniversary. I have been also praying that God will allow me to be a part of this event.
3. 5th year at OMF Lit. I just celebrated my 5th year at OMFLit, and I’m happy and humbled that inspite of my unworthiness, the Lord still allowed me to have that 5th year anniversary plaque as sovenier from OMF Lit.
I know that this year will be my last (so far…who knows if the Lord will call me back. hehehe.). I have this pressing feeling of mixed emotions with work. And this year I was able to articulate it in one word. Discontent.
Since I fell inlove with events, I know that this is what I want to do until the Lord calls me home. As much as I wanted to stay, this feeling of wanting to learn more, to grow more in this field.
It’s a mixed emotions, really. For the passed few weeks, there were times when I just pause and remember that my time (as an OMF Lit staff) is about to end. It brings me both joy and sadness that I think those who’ve gone before me are the only ones who can truly understand. I will definetely miss the people. The kuyas and the ates that helped me grow spiritually and career wise. Specially the super friends that I made. hehehe.
Oh well. One more week.
When I left OMF Lit a loong time ago, a friend reminded me, “we’re just a text away.” I “survived” because I kept in touch (sila din). And I made surprise visits (even staying for lunch). Just go through the mixed emotions, daughter; we’re just a text away.
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