God is better
A while ago, I mentioned a friend who had the exact same life path as me up to JC2. She has since earned a Bachelors Degree and a Masters Degree, is now working for a bank in Central New York and earning US$250,000 a yr, tax-deducted.
Today, an old friend messaged me and asked me to meet. Said he's leaving Singapore in 2 weeks time. Permanently. He was a good pal back in sec sch days, but since then he's made it big, gotten a lot of internships and going to the US to work. I bet it's heckuva lotta money.
Frankly, I really envy them.
Sometimes, my envy gets the better of me and I feel darned shitty about being in Singapore and being a social worker. It really doesn't help that the pay sucks.
At times like these, I try to remember how happy I am when I can talk to people and listen to their problems and issues. I try to remember the joy I had when I was at Reach on attachment, wherever else I eventually work.
I try to recall to mind the works of the Lord, and I remember that social work is my call. Like what God once reminded me of through Diana's timely magnet. It's now on my bedroom door.
God is better. Following my call is better, because it is the call of God on my life, it is what I was created to do. Despite the lack of many material comforts that I would love to have.
'Send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me;
Let them lead me to your holy hill and to your dwelling!
Then I will go to the altar of God, to God,
My exceeding joy.'
Psalm 43:3-4
Today, an old friend messaged me and asked me to meet. Said he's leaving Singapore in 2 weeks time. Permanently. He was a good pal back in sec sch days, but since then he's made it big, gotten a lot of internships and going to the US to work. I bet it's heckuva lotta money.
Frankly, I really envy them.
Sometimes, my envy gets the better of me and I feel darned shitty about being in Singapore and being a social worker. It really doesn't help that the pay sucks.
At times like these, I try to remember how happy I am when I can talk to people and listen to their problems and issues. I try to remember the joy I had when I was at Reach on attachment, wherever else I eventually work.
I try to recall to mind the works of the Lord, and I remember that social work is my call. Like what God once reminded me of through Diana's timely magnet. It's now on my bedroom door.
God is better. Following my call is better, because it is the call of God on my life, it is what I was created to do. Despite the lack of many material comforts that I would love to have.
'Send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me;
Let them lead me to your holy hill and to your dwelling!
Then I will go to the altar of God, to God,
My exceeding joy.'
Psalm 43:3-4
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