Last night, or rather, this morning, a few church friends and I went for our night cycling recce. It was pretty fun, and so tiring, but as the recce progressed I thought of a couple of things:

Firstly, before M and F arrived, my brother and I were sitting by the beach at East Coast Park while the sky gradually became darker. As I sat there quietly, I started thinking about how very small and insignificant I was in this world. When I’m busy trying to meet expectations or fulfilling tasks, I feel like what I do will affect the world around me somehow, but as I sat there on the platform, I became so scared because I realised that I am just a speck of dust in this large, large world. If I were blown away, no one would notice, and if I were to disappear, odds are very few people would care. It’s not like the world would collapse without me or anything.

Then I thought about God, and the worship song Who am I, where a part of the lyrics goes “I am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow, a wave tossed in the ocean, a vapour in the wind". The amazing part of the song is this part: "Still You hear me when I'm calling, Lord You catch me when I'm falling, and You've told me who I am: I am Yours". At that point of time on the beach I remembered how amazing God is, how He created the whole world and with that, each and every one of us. And He knows all of us, our problems and trials, and He cares for each of us because we are His children. That is such an encouragement.

Also, when we had just started cycling, we were stopped by an Indian lady with two kids, who was looking for her husband somewhere in ECP. It seemed like she was very lost and was even tearing up a bit because she couldn't find her husband. We helped to locate him and walked together with the family in search for their husband/father. We could have just said that we didn't know where he was and avoided wasting 30-40 minutes of our time, but M especially was very determined to bring the family back together. Eventually after a lot of communication on the phone and walking for a very long stretch in ECP, the family was happily reunited.

I'm not using this experience to brag about anything, but during the long walk I subconsciously thought to myself that this experience is part of what it is like to always live as a light for Christ. No one would have noticed if we denied the lady and said we didn't know, and even if they noticed they'd probably forget it a minute later. But it's the things we do when no one is looking that are noticed by God. Even if no one knew about it, God knows, and His reward for us is rich in heaven. It served as a reminder to me that no matter where we are, it's always important to remember God and to keep in mind that He is always watching, that we are to be the salt of the world.