The Triggered Memories

Yesterday we had our very first English Worship at Calvary Chapel. It's like a dream comes true for me as I had been talking to God about how I long to have a complete English Service in Nizhny Novgorod (NN). Thanks to Pastor Vlad who walked the extra mile and made it possible for us. The worship songs that we sang reminded me of the early christian life back in Kota Kinabalu (KK). I was quite innocent by then. But one thing for sure, by that time I already knew that God is existing (out of the revelation from God Himself). So I devoted myself to seek after God and trying to know Him a little better. One of the worship song which sounds like this "the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases.. the mercy are new every morning.." reminded me of Tessa (a sister from Elim Church in Singapore). She was so kind and thoughtful that gave me a bookmark with these verses "the mercy of God are new every morning". The verses had been a source of encouragement to me while I was in Singapore. She must be sensitive enough or a word of knowledge from God to be able to get this. Feel like a gift from the Heaven.

In the middle of the service, a couple who lost the ability to see came in to our midst. A brother was leading them to the front seats. Suddenly my heart is sinking.. feeling like the tears are dropping inside. I dunno why but it happened whenever I see scenario like this. I thought about a service for the blinds that I attended once in Singapore. I was sitting behind and busy wiping my tears when the worship just started. I can't help but just feel so touched by the love of God and by the people who really seek after God with their hearts. They can't see the physical world so it must have cost them extra efforts to come to the church. Even though transport do provided for them. Their physical eyes might be closed temporary but their spiritual eyes are surely opened wide. Talking about this place for the blinds. Actually I came to know about this place from Sister Nisha (from Elim Church). She is a nurse in a hospital for the elderly nearby the church. A brave and godly lady from India. A sister from the Lord as He just crossed our path. I still remember how I get to know her one afternoon after the lunch hour bible studies. Once she brought me to the hospital that she's working with. The volunteer coordinator brought me to a ward. I was hoping to become a volunteer and share gospel there. Little did I notice the importance of learning Hokkien and Teochew in Singapore till I tried to speak to the elderly in the hospital. They tried their best to make their message known to me and I was trying my best to listen.. but hmmm.. the conclusion is: I need to catch up my Hokkien and Teochew. Actually I speak little dialect except Cantonese (cos i'm a Cantonese = P), I get to know a bit more of Hakka when I was studying in KK (those who are from KK will know why!) as sometimes me and my frens attended the combined Mandarin and Hakka service in Basel Church, plus the cell group that we had there also provided the opportunities for me to learn (if I wanted to). Some of my neighbours in hometown are actually Hokkien, so my two older brothers can speak Hokkien etc. They can catch very fast and speak very well in terms of learning a new language and I think they're very gifted in speaking. As for me, I feel that I am more comfortable in writing when comes to language. I think God just created us differently to complement each other.