A reminder that marching on is not just one bold move, but many small, faithful ones.

Before 2024 ended, my friends and I asked ourselves a simple but powerful question: “What will your 2025 headline be?” It was our way of manifesting what we wanted to see ourselves achieving in 2025. Mine was: “From holding back to marching on.” Bold. Hopeful. Scary.

You see, I had dreams tucked away for too long, one of which is stepping into professional speaking, a passion rooted in my desire to inspire and encourage others. After joining the Get Paid to Speak bootcamp, I felt like I had finally taken the first step. I imagined speaking in workshops or conferences, writing a book or even a shallow but equally big dream of emceeing a fan meet … Dreams that once felt distant now seemed within reach.

But then came the whispers:
“Can I really do this?”
“What do I have to offer?”
The familiar hesitation returned, dressed up as busyness and doubts. Until one day, just before the new year, I told myself:
“Enough. I have to march on.”

I declared 2025 as the year I’d finally start … intentionally, courageously.

Then January passed. February. And in a blink, Q1 was over.
Work picked up speed.
Travel came back into the picture.
My Wednesday prayer nights often clashed with meetings and commitments.
It felt like the stars weren’t aligning.
Not yet.

Tonight, at our Wednesday prayer night, we were asked:
“What’s your biggest answered prayer for the first quarter?”
For a moment, I couldn’t think of anything.
Time flew by. What did I accomplish? Did I even move?
And then I remembered March.

A group of students, aged 14 to 18, visited from a school in the Philippines. I was invited to speak to them – no formal topic, just a short talk about being a “Global Filipino.” And as I stood there, sharing my heart with these young dreamers, I felt something sparked within me once again … JOY. PURPOSE. FIRE.

It hit me … this was it.
This was an answered prayer.

Because more than just being able to speak, I had the opportunity to inspire. Not just to push them toward worldly success, but to question the “why” behind their dreams. I reminded them that being a Global Filipino isn’t just about how far you can go but how many people you uplift along the way.

That same Sunday, we brought these students to Lucky Plaza to meet our fellow Filipino OFWs. I watched their eyes open to the pain, strength, and sacrifices of our kababayans. That encounter didn’t just move them, it inspired them and deepened their dreams.

To cap off March, I took a trip to Hong Kong with friends, and once again found myself in the heart of Central, surrounded by hardworking OFWs, each one with a story, a sacrifice, a hope. I carried with me a quiet ache and a growing question: How can we help our kababayans here too?

So here I am, closing Q1 of 2025 with no big speeches.
No emcee gigs.
No book launch.
None Yet.
But I am grateful. Because maybe this quarter wasn’t about doing something grand,
but about remembering why I wanted to start in the first place.

My heart still beats for people.
And in a fast-paced world like Singapore, where it’s easy to grow numb, that alone is a gift.
To still feel.
To still care.
To still long to serve.
From holding back to marching on … maybe that’s not just a one-time leap, but a step-by-step journey.
And this was my first step.
A reminder that marching on is not just one bold move but many small, faithful ones.

As I reflect on this journey, I’m reminded that even the quietest acts of obedience matter. That our not-yets still hold purpose. And our small yeses, strung together, can move mountains. Because in the end, it’s not always about how far we’ve gone but that we’ve chosen to begin and to keep going. Even if we don’t see the full picture yet. Even if the timing feels off or the path still feels unclear. What matters is that we move. In faith. In love. With purpose

As one wise voice once said:
“Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.” – Martin Luther King Jr.

And in those steps especially the quiet, unseen ones, we hold on to this promise:
“And let us not grow weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” – Galatians 6:9 (NIV)