Happy Good Friday, and Happy Easter everyone.
Today marks a special day in my life - a beginning of my personal journey with God, all Glory to You.
I was thankful enough to have my few good friends here in Kuala Lumpur together, to celebrate this day, the day which two thousand and thirteen years ago, Jesus died on the cross for us and our sins. Friend Philip, Kent, and Lyon really exemplified themselves as believers of God; their tireless devotion to Christianity really touches my heart. Thank you, and thank You!
This is going to be a long and wonderful journey, but I know I won't be alone, never was!
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Ok, back to life! *snaps fingers*
Let me share a little story of how I first contacted Christ and Christianity.
Gospel songs? Who do you think of? Hillsong United. That's right!
... which is exactly how I first heard how beautiful and graceful Christianity is.
Although to be honest, I didn't know nothing about it, but I knew it was beautiful and simply out of this world!
A high school friend (it think it was Edmund!) introduced me to them - totally blown away! I haven't been listening to their new stuffs, but some of their classic ones have been on my replay ever since (... and playing right now in the background too!)
Free-2-Be
Miri is relatively a small town. Six or seven years back then, if there was a concert, it's gonna be a big buzz. I remember going to this one with Edmund and few more friends! It was a Christian event, and man was it one of the best concerts I have had in my life time! I liked the energy, the positivity, the peacefulness, and most importantly the connectedness you feel when you are in the prayers.
Revelation(s) of God
Parents, brother and I, went to Malacca together for a short trip. We visited the Christ Church Melaka, I thought there was something magically inviting about that building.
It was a blazing hot sunny day I recall; but the moment I stepped in, a breeze of cold wind kisses my skins, inviting me to pace forward, in amazement of the interior of the church.
Suddenly, everything was quiet from the busy streets outside, the hawker stalls, street performers... zero... silence... flat peaceful.
I sat down on the long wooden bench, and moments later began to have the urge to weep. I felt lightened and lifted. It was a wonderful day.
It's difficult staying alone, away from your family and friends; and no one, but only yourself.
Accumulated pressures have made me worried about my parents, friends, and future.
One night, anxiety attack struck while I was trying to sleep, just like that. A rough rough reality check it was.
Sweating, heart pounding so fast my brain started to hurt. Tears started rolling down my eyes, I really felt like I was going to pass out from suffocation.
To His Grace, I suddenly saw a blinding light flashed in front of my closed eyes. Bright, short, healing, that the Light was, I jumped off my bed, sat in awe thinking about what I have just encountered.
It was as if He came down and touched my head with the tip of His finger, and lifted all my anxiety, freeing me from the suffering.
I laid back down to bed, said a prayer to God; the next thing I know, I woke up in the morning from a sound sleep.
God is Great.
Glory to the Lord.
