Many years ago I was looking at myself fast forward: I would become a leader in some sort. I would be a leader to the youth, especially to the students. While leading them, I was to be involved in some rock band. It was my dream to play. These were little dreams, simple in thought yet great in my perspective.
I see these dreams starting to be fulfilled. One by one, they came to pass. I play in church services as a lead guitarist, rocking out as everybody shouts his praises to God. But there’s more! I played bass once at another church and guitars thrice at still another. I was hailed a leader in our youth group—at least a seniority among the youngsters. Nominal leader—that’s who I was.
I wanted something more than a nominal though. I wanted to gain influence. I always wanted to be on the top. The idea of me being a leader, however, seemed to eventually get out of my system because of several things that have happened to me. I may have become worse than who I was back then.
The preaching of God’s kingdom as a mustard seed inspired me to reminisce and to ask God what was in this seed that he has planted in my heart. It was totally forgotten; now, it is being brought back. That dream motivated my study in the University of the Philippines. That dream is, at least, the start and the end of what I do.
I ask God to let this seed grow. I know it will take time and much discipline. Maybe it’s still small today, but I have faith that, in one step at a time, it will be whatever it should become.