My Walk With God
PROVIDENTIAL OR COINCIDENCE?
We had just transferred residence from Mindoro to Metro Manila. My family’s stay in Mindoro had been a blessing to my children because they learned to eat natural foods like boiled bananas and sweet potatoes instead of cookies and candies. They actually looked better physically although their skin is darker in color due to exposure to the sun. While in Mindoro, they loved to go to the river and played in the water while I hand washed the clothes in the river. It was in Mindoro that I had experienced to eat “Lanzones” and “Rambutan” for breakfast and I really enjoyed both since they ripened in the tree and were just freshly picked. This made them really sweet.
Being in Metro Manila again meant looking for a job since my oldest child was ready to go to school. Being a Nutritionist-Dietitian, I really wanted to work in the hospital as a dietitian. So one day I decided to visit Manila Sanitarium and Hospital (the hospital’s name then) and went to talk with the Chief Dietitian of the hospital. She happened to be one of my former teachers when I was studying and in fact, she was the person who encouraged me to major in foods and nutrition. I told her that I was there to apply for a job and she said that my going to apply was very timely since someone was planning to leave. So she directed me to the personnel department and I went there to fill up an application form. The Chief Dietitian promised that she would take up my application with the hospital board and would call to inform me about the result.
Before I shifted to this course of study (foods and nutrition), I was taking a Bachelor’s Degree majoring in Medical Technology. I was already in my clinical year (the last year of the course before graduation), when the head of the laboratory department of the hospital told me that they were waiting for me to graduate from medical technology because they wanted me to teach in the clinical division. At that time, the news did not appeal to me. I should have been glad that I was assured of a job after graduation but I did not want to teach not because I don’t like teaching but I dislike the paper work that go with it (making tests, checking tests and then computing grades based on the results). This news actually pushed me to shift to foods and nutrition. Because there was just a few students taking a course that majored in foods and nutrition at Philippine Union College (Adventist University of the Philippines, now), I figured that it would take me three or four more years before I would be able to finish my studies at that school. So I transferred to Philippine Women’s University and took my Bachelors Degree in Foods and Nutrition there. I was able to finish in two and a half years. It was after my graduation that we went to Mindoro.
While waiting for an answer to my job application at Manila Sanitarium and Hospital, I decided to go visit my former teachers at Philippine Women’s University. I saw my former teacher in clinical dietetics and was currently the assistant dean of the School (PINFST) at that time. As soon as she saw me she informed me that they had been looking for me coz they have a job for me. She asked me to fill up an application form for a teaching job in the university. Without hesitation I told her that I do not want to teach. She challenged me and said: “Do you think you are that good that if you applied you are assured you are going to get the job?” Well, that kind of put me in my place and to pacify my former teacher, I filled up an application form but did not really intend to get the job. So what I did was to give a phone number to contact me that was in Pasay City when in fact I was living in Caloocan City. It was the phone number of my nephew that lived in an apartment and I told him to just relay messages that were for me.
Every once or twice a month, my husband and I would go to Pasay City to visit relatives, and on those occasions, I would drop by Manila Sanitarium to get an update on my application. At this time I had prayed to the Lord to guide me and lead me to the job that He wanted me to do. In the times that I had visited MSH, nobody updated me regarding my job application in spite of the fact that I go to the dietary department of the hospital.
In one of these visits to Pasay City, we went to the apartment where our nephew lived and we found that our uncle who lives in Mindoro was there for a visit. The permanent residents of the apartment itself were not there because they all went to school. Since we have not seen our uncle for some time, we spent time updating each other. There was a lull in the conversation, and no one was talking, and at that moment, the phone suddenly rang. Since I was sitting near it, I picked up the phone and answered it. To my surprise, the call was for me. It was a call from Philippine Women’s University asking me to go there because they wanted some information from me. So I went and supplied them with the information they needed.
After a month, my husband and I went to Pasay City to visit relatives again. I passed by MSH and was able to talk with some of the staff at the dietary department. No one said anything to me regarding the job application I submitted to them. So we proceeded to the apartment of our nephew again. When we entered the apartment, no one of the residents were there and the only person that was in the apartment was our uncle from Mindoro, the same one we talked to before. Again we were talking, then a lull in the conversation occurred, the phone rang, and surprisingly amazing, the phone call was for me again and they asked me to go to PWU. I was so amazed with the event that happened. It was an exact carbon copy of the event that happened a month ago. The call from PWU, was for me to go and sign a contract because I was accepted to teach there. I went because the event that just happened then was I thought a sign from the Lord that He wanted me to teach at PWU.
For weeks, the event that happened and which led me to accept the teaching job at PWU, had been always on my mind. The question that kept running in my mind over and over was: Was the incident coincidence or was it providential. For two events to happen exactly the same way was too much of a coincidence, as far as I was concerned. Dear reader, if you were to judge, what would you think the event was? Was it Providential or was it a coincidence?
A week after I signed a contract with Philippine Women’s University, I met one of the staff of the dietary department of the hospital and she told me that for weeks now they had been looking for me because I was accepted to work in the dietary department of the hospital as a dietitian. This incident only confirmed that the Lord did not really want me to work in the hospital. He wanted me to work at Philippine Women’s University as a teacher — a job I was running away from.
As I worked at PWU, teaching foods and nutrition subjects, other questions ran through my mind. I was asking myself why the Lord wanted me to teach at PWU, when I wanted to serve Him in our own denomination — our very own hospital MSH. Years later, those questions of mine were answered.
