There were a thousand reasons to pull me down and prioritize the successes of the world.    I was always surrounded by the voices of friends and relatives who spoke of their achievements. At times I was drawn but nothing lasted. All these fell short and made me take a detour to seek Jesus even more since my childhood.

           My faith journey started as a prayer warrior when my mum used to ask me to pray for my younger brother who frequently fell sick. Being in the presence of the  Lord as a child  I longed to please and live for HIM. My dad was my first Catechist. He inspired me by living a simple and prayerful life. We recited the rosary as a family every day. As time passed,   I developed an interest in reading the word of God diligently and attending the daily mass, as a young adult.

            Of course nothing is a bed of roses. Being close to Jesus is not attractive to many. I have encountered many challenges, and have fallen short, doubting Jesus when my prayers were not answered. It’s a test of faith to endure and wait patiently that everything unfolds in his time.

            As my desire grew, daily masses were not sufficient and I began to fall deeply in love with God. I started attending many faith formations and retreats as I was spiritually hungry. Some others have even named me a “spiritual glutton”.

            Today when I look back, I am so grateful for the many blessings and trials that  groomed me. God has been so faithful and merciful. I could not resist, by just keeping my faith to myself.

             The Lord has called me to serve and be used to individuals, communities and in church. I’m truly honoured to be a servant of God. All Glory belongs to God alone. Amen.