A Servant's Calling Monday, May 14, 2025

 A Servant's Calling

Monday, May 14, 2025

I have been listening to messages from God on YouTube. Perhaps I am falling—willingly—into the embrace of belief, a full-fledged devotee of my Lord’s ways. Perhaps I am self-deluded into thinking I am one of His Chosen Ones. But this is not a new journey. I have long been drawn to the great teachings, to the words of prophets and sages whose voices still echo, though often unheard, in this distracted age. I listen now not with idle curiosity, but in a deep meditative state—as if these messages are rising not from the screen, but from within myself.

Yes, I am becoming a devout believer in the Divine—and I am not ashamed to say so.

What I am hearing in these revelations speaks directly to my soul. I feel as though I am being prepared, honed, for a greater cause—one that lies ahead in whatever time I have left on this earthly plane. My fears and doubts have begun to dissolve. I feel ready to step into the next phase of my life with purpose. God willing—InsyaAllah—I will make my way to Pulau Kapas by the end of this month, and begin again.

There, I will live as I have long aspired to: as a Spiritual Wanderer, a Seeker of Truth, and a Servant of the Lord. I am fully convinced that my destiny lies in helping to heal those who cross my path. I have always harbored the wish to become a healer, though I never felt worthy of it. But now—now I feel ready. I believe this path has always been there, waiting for me to walk it. Even if I have arrived late, I am not discouraged. My age, my frailties—these are not burdens. They are tools. They are my strength.

At this age, what do I have left to lose? Pride? Ego? These have already been stripped from me through years of hardship and want. As for death, it no longer frightens me. In truth, I almost look forward to it. Not out of morbid desire, but as a traveler looks toward the final curve of the road, where the next horizon begins. Death is no longer a foe—it is a door. And if there is fear in me still, I will walk through it anyway.

Providence is already showing its hand. My friend Kayan, who owns one of the resorts on Pulau Kapas, has generously offered me a place to stay. That solves my greatest concern—lodging. If that’s not Divine design, what is?

Now the question is how to get there. The bus is always an option, but it would be a great blessing if my dear friend Ben could drive and spend a few days with me. His presence on the island is still remembered and respected. I leave this too in the hands of the Universe. Ben could use a break from the city and his business of antique shards and submerged Portuguese tales. He’s just returned from China, I hear, enjoying the fruits of his labor. It would be wonderful to spend time together on Kapas again, should the stars align.

Let it be. Let what comes, come. I am ready to begin.

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