
I do a ministry in northern Thailand, and here we run a Saturday school. One Saturday when we had over 60 children, I was quite tired after four hours of driving, pick up and send all the children back home and to teach English for four hours. I started and reflected on this: Why did I have a feeling of contentment and joy?
For almost 20 years ago, when I started to think about going to another country to share the Good News. I was not thinking about doing children’s ministry. I had pictured it a bit different life?
I didn’t see myself as a English teacher, or a driver. That was the least thing I was thinking off.
I was reflecting over this and wonder why do I still have such a joy doing this? I could have chosen a much easier life, so why did I choose this?