Last Sunday, I was wrecked.
Standing at the altar, I was a sobbing mess. The worship and message left me undone.
But God met me. Ps @limlipyong began prophesying faith into my life. I felt wracked with desperation— where would I find $200K to resource Kitesong/Kitedreams?
“This will just be a drop in the bucket, compared to all that God will resource you with, Wai Jia. I don’t say this lightly but I really sense God smiling at you, saying- Test Me in this, and I will show you My faithfulness. There are few who will speak with God face to face like Moses. Out of 12 disciples, only 1 stepped out of the boat. God is calling YOU.”
I left the service, wrecked.
That afternoon, I stood at my windowsill, singing over and over the song that wrecked me that morning.
God reminded me that 3 years ago when we arrived back in Singapore, we were homeless.
After close to a decade of the pilgrim’s life, moving over a dozen times across 4 continents, I felt beaten.
Deep down, I wanted a home facing the forest, but I was chided— “You have a few million dollars to spare?”
In our 1st year back, we lived in a difficult place. We grit our teeth— after all, we’d move again to a developing country, wouldn’t we? But COVID-19 broke out. God called us to stay. When we asked the landlord for an extension-he said no.
My knees sank. I hugged my girls and cried to God. Why were we always moving?
I prayed for breakthrough. God spoke clearly for me to approach an acquaintance, who when contacted, said, “Since 6 months ago, God already told me to look for a home for you.”
I didn’t even know him then.
When he showed us this view, I staggered. God picked my heart’s desire- that million dollar view. “If you like it, count on me- that it’s gifted to you.”
I felt God ask- “Is there anything you need I cannot provide?”
Friend, if you’re staggering under the weight of a call He has called you to, it’s because a God-sized dream requires a God-sized surrender. Would you take your step with me, too? Is there anything He cannot do?