Jeric Amisola

Category: Stories
Date: 11 August 2017

Each morning the first thing I would normally do is check the time. (Depending on how much time I have and so are my morning rituals). My morning ritual depends on how much time I have. More often, I will prepare my coffee, sit on a couch probably for the next 15 or 20 minutes. Those 15 minutes are crucial! So crucial that the rest of my day depends on it!

As I stir my coffee, I start to think of the traffic on the way to work, all the things I wasn't able to finish the day before or those that were totally left undone the other day, from the previous week, or even from last month. The thought from my first sip of coffee is probably the weather. Please do not make it freezing cold today! I’m still struggling with the weather here in Auckland; only know 3 seasons--cold, colder and the coldest!

Having dreadful thoughts of the weather, I will then rush to my second sip of coffee and then an even dreadful thought comes to mind--my family! What is ahead of us, here in New Zealand? Having to live here for about a year and a half now makes me ponder the thoughts of the unknown. By the third sip of coffee, I already have hundreds of thoughts in my mind--while some are good still--there are some that are unpleasant.

Thinking about our spiritual family here in Auckland makes me glad and I am so grateful that we are like a family. But after quite some time, I start to overthink and I start to have concerns about our situation. Our finances, our visa, the security of my work as I am currently working in a non-permanent role. Adding to it are the weekly expenses such as petrol, bills, house rent, and the list goes on. And another thing, I hope the car won’t have any problems for that could cost me a lot! Little did I know that I am already looking at my bank account thinking that our savings will not suffice.

As I take the last few sips of my coffee, in the midst of these messy thoughts I come to my senses and realise that I am a Christian, I am a child of God and I am supposed to trust God and bring all my concerns to Him.

There was a moment of silence in my mind when suddenly I heard this gentle whisper but as clear as a crystal and I closed my eyes to focus because I do not want to miss a single word: "Son, you have so many concerns in life but I only have one concern and that is for you to be near me all the time.” The words are gentle and yet convicting that I cried. Indeed His love is amazing. His faithfulness reaches to the heavens.

As I go out of our house, I feel more like a warrior with strength not coming from my own but coming from my faithful God!

"No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord."

(Romans 8:37-39)