My daughter asks me to blog about God. Wow! What a big topic. I don't think she realises how big a thing she has asked!
Where do I start? Perhaps I could start with my encounter with him.
On hindsight, I believe he has a lot to do with my life before I even knew him. Way back in 1985, when I was still studying for my SPM, my dad had in his mind to send me overseas to study. I was reluctant, honestly, preferring the comfort and security of home. Anyway, to cut a long story short, I had a lot of difficulty getting a student visa though I satisfied every criterion. Miraculously, they approved the visa - I believe this was the first step that God led me to Him.
I went over to Melbourne for my form 6, called VCE there. Now, coming from a Chinese school in a small town (which I should blog about in future) - I could hardly speak, or even understand much English. I first came into contact with a copy of my flat-mate's Bible. I read most of it with little understanding.
Nothing much happened until I was in my third year medical school. I got into contact with some Christians in the university Overseas Christian Fellowship (OCF). Now, for those of you who knew me before my better days, I was really a young, arrogant, son-of-a-b*. Got into much debate with people there, and shot everyone with pretty harsh words. Must say I didn't win all the arguments, but neither did they. Things pretty much got into a stalemate. Then in Melbourne's wintery July of 1989, God moved. He blighted me with the worst depression of my life. I was practically suicidal for no reason. One night, on the 3rd August, I silent spoke to the wall - "If you are there God, you will show that this is from you." Miraculously, the next morning I woke up totally well, as though nothing happened. And I have not looked back since.
Well, the first lesson I learned about God is this - He is BIG; so BIG that He holds everything in His hand - our lives, our emotion, our every breathe. He can do anything if He so wished.
This is also why Australia, or Melbourne, holds such a special place in my heart - Swanston St. (now Cross Culture) Church of Christ is the place I first encountered God, the place where I found Him, where I was spiritually born, discipled, and sent. This is my spiritual home.
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