My Little Bro =P
My Journey with Him includes many others too including my little bro.
I love seeing my brother every Monday. I am his official English tutor. Ah~ I am not a very strict one. In fact, we laughed and joked all the time. The highlight of every tuition session is not tuition itself but the bible stories and the prayers together. I showed him the animation “The Ten Commandments.” Both of us were simply~ jaws dropped and saying together “God is so powerful.”
I love it when we prayed together ~ every time. Our prayer requests evolve around a few people and things. That last Monday’s prayer.
Dawn: What shall we pray for?
Bro: My wallet? I lost it in school. (My mum was scolding my brother for it. She dragged me into it by saying I lost my things easily too. Yikes.)
Dawn: Yes. Let’s pray for God to help you find your wallet. How about Mummy? Let’s pray that she will find an afternoon job?
Bro: How about Jonathan Gor Gor? How is his homework?
Dawn: Oh yes. Pray for Jon Gor Gor too. Pray for his homework and exam. Anyone else? (my brother is concern about this friend of mine. =P )
Bro: I am taking my piano exam this Wednesday. I think Lynn’s Godmother prayed for me.
Dawn: Ok. We can always pray to God again. Anything else?
Bro: Nope.
Then, I would always start praying and he will close the prayer. That’s how he prayed. Sweet sweet boy. What a blessing.
“Dear Father in Heaven, I pray that you will help me or my friends find my wallet. Please help me, Lord. Dear Father in Heaven, Please make Jonathan Gor gor clever and help him in his exams and also to hand up his homework. I pray that Jonathan Gor gor will like me.” In Lord Jesus Christ’s Name I pray, Amen.
~ touched right? Our journey with God together.
Ps: By the way, God has answered my bro's prayer in finding his wallet the very next day. Praise God =P
I am in a unique season in my life and I know God has scripted it so. He has specially isolated me during a painful period of early this year to stay in the “wilderness.” Before the isolation, I told God that it simply too much for me to take. Well, God has impressed upon me that “it’s necessary to do so.”
God pulling me out of where I was-already in pain and confusion but hiding in all to spend time alone with Him~it’s a season of healing, restoration and transformation. I am still in the midst of all these hoping to get out of the wilderness to ‘the promised land’-His promises.Last night, I simply sat in my room thinking about God. I thank Him for His goodness and special attention to me. I have grown liking to spend time with God and talk to Him like never before. I know that this season is ending soon but I don’t know when. God has spoke to me in these past few months. I am now waiting for Him to do what He will do. I am waiting….
Me and Him. How we started
Christians makes me feel I am wrong. I hate that.
“Get out of my sight. Christians are nerds. Uncool people.” I disliked Christians because they seemed to think they are right and it makes me felt that I was wrong-my thoughts, my behavior and my actions. They were simply unreal people to me. I remembered when I was 14 years old, a typical rebel in school and home-life in general, a boy, 17 years old came to tell me about Jesus. My tongue was merciless to him and I think he was really hurt. But, that moment, I believe that God is bringing me to Him.
God is near when I rebel.
One night at 14 years of age, I dreamt that I took an elevator up to heaven. The heaven was empty. I simply asked myself “Why isn’t there anyone in heaven?” A voice replied me “Dawn, I want you to bring people up.” Then, I took the elevator down….a voice told me “You can wake up now.” I woke up feeling really strange. I don’t even believe in God. In anyway, I fluttered through my rebellion years masking my brokeness and bitterness.
Only to His mighty voice, I responded.
At 17 years old, I finally responded to my First Love and I didn’t know that He is. Well, Jesus Christ-my Lord and Savior. I was deeply in distress then and was crying every night. One night, I decided to pray to Jesus. So, when I slept, I dreamt of Jesus. In my dream, He was really busy with so many people crying to Him. I didn’t dare to approach Him. Guess who is standing beside Him? Mother Mary…ya. Theologically wrong, I know but I was desperate. I went to cry to Mother Mary. (She has no queue then…hm) But, guess who comforted me when I looked up? Jesus! He said “I will help you. Now, wake up.” I woke up with teary eyes. It was 12noon. I pondered upon my dream. It seemed so real. Half an hour later, God answered my prayer! That following Saturday, I decided to believe in Jesus. No God can answer prayer just like that. If He is God, He can.
Jesus doesn’t occur to you like your boyfriend/girlfriend? Well, certainly not me! He is just God-a distant one. I didn’t know Him. I just know that He is real and the truth. Yes, that’s all. When I entered Polytechnic at that very same year, I stopped going to church. My excuse? I didn’t like to sing songs and the cell group leader I like left my cell group.
“Yes. I have love you with an everlasting love. With loving kindness I have drawn you.”-God
God never left me. In fact, He is not a God that will strike you by lightning when you stop going to church. He lovingly draws me with friends and circumstances. I was that type that deserves to be strike by lightning. This is for you who don’t know me in the past. I wasn’t who you see now.
You are the one that I have been looking for…Jesus.
I don’t deserve His mercy. I gotten myself into trouble when I was 19 years old but He saved me. I was at one of those dark pits in my life and He was there. It then occurred to me that Jesus is the One that my heart has been longing for and looking for. Throughout my life, I have been searching for this thing, this person, this dream that my heart longs. It felt restless for a very long time. Even as a child, when I was lonely and beaten, I felt His presence. “Don’t be scared.” When I am afraid of my peers, I always cry and this voice will comfort me. “Don’t be afraid.” At 19 years old, I came back to Jesus and decided to follow Him for the rest of my life. I will never never want to leave Him again. I need Jesus.
Do you feel that you need Him?
I love you Jesus. Not more than You first love me.
~dawn