The first few weeks I knew about God I was pretty disoriented. It was the cold August winter in Melbourne in 1989. I was busy with my third year med school. Third year is the killer year - if there was a year they want to kick you out, that'd be the year.
Yet for those first few weeks of August I walked around totally disorientated. The assumption I held, the beliefs I took for granted, in fact my entire universe changed. I lived in a universe without God, without absolute values, without meaning for almost as long as I had asked what was life about. Yet from those weeks, I moved to a different universe, a universe in which there is an ultimate being called God, in which there are absolute values, there are meaning to life - for the first time.
I am glad that in those days Paul S was around. We went through some basic - really basic - things in Christianity; things that form our worldview, our "philosophy" of life. From then on I had to re-look at everything in life; rethink every action, reconsider my every word. For those of you who are fortunately not to know me before this, I was pretty
much an arrogant bas***d with a loud mouth and a sharp venomous tongue.
Life was pretty much a blur for awhile, but God has been good. And one thing that I am most grateful of, even today, is the guidance that I got during those days.
Well, to cut a long story short, God is still working on me; and tell me if I lapse into my old self again ...
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