Miracles

Had a wonderful experience this morning. I had sent my car in for servicing and being 'wheeless in Singapore', took a bus to work from the service centre. The bus soon arrived and I was fortunate enough to find a seat on the upper deck in spite of it being rush hour.

Now this is where the miracle begins. During the journey, I was happily engrossed with my media player when suddenly the passenger next to me looked at me at asked if I remember him. (No chance there, I am totally useless with faces!) He then said that his name was X and I had taught him as part of my volunteer services in the SAF Detention Barracks. (For the uninitiated, a group of us got together and started a volunteer programme to teach academic classes, social and life skills for the detainees in SAF DB - Operation Green Shoots). What a heartwarming experience it was when he shared that how he had managed to turn his life around. He has since left the army and was holding a job as a draftsman, working on some fairly important projects (Downtown East). Furthermore, he was going to enter Singapore Polytechnic in April to start a part time diploma. (I must admit that I was slightly chuffed when he shared he got a B3 for his Mathematics which contributed to him being able to enter the polytechnic).

What are the odds that I decided to send my car in today and chose a seat next to X.

For me, this is a lesson on faithfulness. Very often we do not have the opportunity to see the fruits of our labour. But if HE so decides in his mercy to let us have a glimpse of the greater plan HE has in hand, it is indeed wonderful.