At 37 weeks preggers, I have officially begun my maternity leave. This is my third block of maternity leave, but possibly the most emotional one, as I am not only starting my maternity, I am also ending my 10-year term as a staff of City Harvest Church to relocate to Sydney, Australia as the hubby embarks on his PhD program.
Gosh, how young (and slim) we looked back then! Haha… (And check out my hot pink hair streak… Haha!)
So many memories. And so many emotions as I leave this organization – more like my extended family, really. We have laughed, toiled, and pulled many an over-nighter together as we have put together large-scale events and international conferences both in Singapore and overseas.
So it is such a bittersweet moment for me.
I’ve had so many people ask me…
“So are you excited about moving to Sydney?”
“You must be looking forward to Baby Zoie, ya?”
“Wow, no work! Gonna enjoy being a lady of leisure, eh?”
To which my replies are to all are a more subdued, “Eh, it’s alright, I guess.”
No, I am not very excited about Sydney, though the hubby has done a lot in getting the house ready for the family. Truth be told, I am not entirely sure I am even prepared for the big move! No, I am not very excited about Zoie (yet), though I enjoy buying clothes for her, and of course, my last huge purchase – a second-hand Bugaboo Donkey which I adore and look forward to using. No, I am not really being a “lady of leisure.” In fact my last day of work was spent busily putting my stuff together, and I even had a mini stack of documents to bring home to do, and didn’t manage to even pack up my work desk! (I had to come in another day just to clear my desk.)
But I am more than happy. To keep on doing whatever needs to be done. For as long as I can.
That’s what family does, is it not?
More than just a company I earn a salary from every month, this has also been my church for the past 15 years, my family and a place where I have seen lives touched (not only for me and the hubby, but quite literally thousands of others as well) and changed. For at such a time, when the church and its leaders are going through such a tough time, I am feeling a rush of emotions of leaving at this time. My pastors and leaders are so genuinely happy and excited for us, it does make things easier (and yet, also harder at the same time, if you can follow my jumbled chain of thoughts).
However, my faith remains in God, and in the integrity of the people who are now faced with literally the biggest (and definitely most public) trial of their lives. But more than just faceless names, for me when I see their names splashed in the papers, I see men and women full of faith, who continue serving God and giving their best effort, even when they are not getting any kind of monetary compensation in return, who still show up in church week after week with their heads held high. Their children well-adjusted, marriages strong in the midst of the storm going on.
God is in the calm, and in the midst of the storm.
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