I have just completed a video. And an article. I didn’t manage to find time to phone the Archbishop eventhough that is what I should have done. I still can’t believe that I am courageous enough to phone someone in that high level. Things are going at such a crazy pace. Me? Calling the Archbishop? That is like the joke of the century. But if it involves my work (which btw is yet another one of my work that comes with no salary), I know I would and should do it. It is like little David shouting at Goliath to listen to him.
Anyway, I had done a video on the Al Islam issue. I have heavily edited my interview because I feel it is not necessary to put so much words as most people will never understand our Catholic faith nor they will not want to even listen. So, I put in the basics and hope and pray that we will see something positive.
Making the video is not so hard for me. But writing the article is a bit tough as it is my first time writing to the Asian online site. I met the editor when I was in KL and he seems such a nice chap and will probably help me to produce better articles. Oh Lord…what have I gotten myself into? Me? Writing serious stuffs, features, news for an international Catholic site?
Anyway, I would have done it even if it is for free. One doesn’t get a chance to be noticed by a news site of that magnitude if not for God’s divine intervention. I only say yes because I feel the Lord has His purpose for me. Otherwise, how could the editor noticed my work? It must be Jesus whispering in his ears, “Hey, go get Lilian to send you some articles from Malaysia. You know….that woman who is fearless? She will probably write herself into the I S of the A with her fiery opinions. But she is always not afraid because she knows I am with her.”
Seriously, I don’t know what got into me. Someone who knows me well just remarked that I am a blogger who turned make money blogger and now into journalism. He is amazed. And I am amazed at myself too. I am a testimony that God will equip us with what we need to make His world a better place. Gee, did I just steal Michael Jackson’s lyrics or what?
The song I embed touched me last Sunday when I was at the 7 am. I love the assurance that we have nothing to fear because we are God’s choice. Yesterday, I had the chance to talk to the CM about things. It is again, God’s wondrous plan. And today, I am meeting a nun about some online stuffs. Me? Nun? See? I have lost control of what I want to do. It is all what life (or God) plonk onto my lap. I will just be still.
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