Blood Donation

I donated blood not because I was good hearted. I was there to experience blood donation rather than to help another person whom I do not know and have the same blood type as me.

Today, I look at the mail I received from the Red Cross Singapore. They gave me a reason to donate my maroon blood. The packet of blood I donated gave me a voice to tell the world that I had a needle poke into me to drain some life to give another person. However, there is a higher purpose in comparison to the loud bugle call. The packet of blood saved three lives the other day. Three person is breathing because I took an hour to donate blood. And, they believe that I will find something in me to fill more lives with hope.

They believe in me.

I will be making another trip to give life.


Then I think, the Gospel works in somewhat similarly. God is sending out a message that He believes in us, every single one of us. Because He believe in me and gave me a higher purpose to what I'm doing here, I will seek out the destiny He has purposed for me. I'm going to walk on.

He is the reason why I walk. How i'm walking is thus determined. I'm sure I've began walking since I've found Him. Now that I'm in Him and He's in me, I'm walking my best. I will receive my reward upon finishing this walk when I meet Him again.