KCDA的小天地

Before we leave the U.S., someone once said to me, “You have a brave heart!” I was thinking, “Do I? Really?”



I remember when I was little my PE teacher once asked everyone take turn to go onto the monkey bar. Because I was very shy, I was afraid to take my turn in front of everyone. Besides, I was not very athletic. If I go onto the monkey bar in my skirt, it would be embarrassing. The teacher insisted that if I don’t, then the whole class would wait for me. I panic. I went. I turned. And I was laughed at.



My greatest fear was public speaker. My blood pressure would go up, face turn blue, muscle tense up, and my mind go blank. I still can’t forget how I became baptized when I was eighteen. I had a series of question to memorize. When the time comes for my baptismal interview, I sat before quite a few elders. I panicked. I forgot everything I’ve memorized. I didn’t remember how the interview ended. I’m just glad that I got baptized.



I admire those people who are very outgoing and sociable.



Do I have a brave heart? No. I believe God does. He dared to use an instrument like me to serve Him. He is willing to use those with a willing heart.