Set Free from Bondages!

Coming from a Chinese family I have been practicing my faith passed down by my ancestors. Since childhood, I practiced ancestral worship and all other kinds of idol worship including even the worship of Thai and Hindu idols at one stage, because my parents practiced it and instructed me to do the same. I was quite rebellious at that time and kept on questioning my faith and trying to find reasons to stay away from all those kind activities. At one stage, I even thought that there was no God at all and that God was just a figment of human imagination. Thus I would rather believe in the evolution theory rather than theology.

I acted that way because my parents once told me that by worshipping the idols a person would receive blessings and protection. I thought that belief was rather ridiculous. There was no peace at all in my family, neither was there any protection for my family. My parents often argued and there was always tension in the home. The fact that my mom is the over-sensitive type and my dad, the aggressive type didn’t help; rather, it worsened the family conflicts. As a result of one such conflict, the car we were travelling crashed into a drain leaving the vehicle damaged. This happened even though we were playing Buddhist chants very loudly in the car.

I also questioned the practice of praying to ancestors. Why pray to them after their death? Can they really bless and protect us? If so, why did accidents and conflicts still happen? All these incidents caused me to be skeptical about religion and reject it totally. I could not accept that God is real. Why should we continue to perform various rituals without obtaining anything in return? My behavior was not acceptable to my parents and I was branded as unfaithful and proud. Thus I found it hard to respect them and our relationship became strained.

Then one day, my dad was invited him to the church service by one of his friends. My dad, being a worshipper of nearly every kind of god, accepted the invitation readily. He was looking for financial breakthrough so he thought he could do with more blessings from one more God – this time, the Christian God. Moreover, he was attracted to Christianity, so took the whole family to the church one day. 

I accompanied him although very reluctantly. I thought that this was just another foolish and futile religious pursuit. I decided that I would have no part in any of this religion because there is no God worthy of my worship. What I experienced in that church on that day, however, caused me to rethink my stand on Christianity. I was amazed at the way they worshipped their God. There was no incense or sacrifices offered in the church. All they did was just worshipping God with their heart.

Later, other members of my family believed in and accepted Jesus Christ as their Saviour and Lord and became Christian. My dad tried to encourage me to accept Jesus too but I declined again and again. I remember that during Christmas season in 2005, I was given the opportunity to say the sinner’s prayer and I complied but I was not serious about it. Although I didn’t feel any different then, I believe something happened to me spiritually. 

A month later, my dad decided to get rid of the idols in my house because he wanted to worship Jesus alone. I personally felt relieved because there would be no more incense smoke in my house. Although I was still not a believer of Christ at that moment, I felt contempt for the idols and gladly participated in the destruction of the idols. We destroyed and burned every idol in the house that day. I was happy because I did not have to listen to all the monotonous chanting in my house again.

Strange things began to happen after that, which I didn’t understand. During Chinese New Year, when I was having reunion dinner with my relatives in a vegetarian restaurant, I felt a weird sensation in my body and my limbs started to shake. To my horror, my nails turned purple which was a shock to my relatives. I was rushed to the nearby clinic because there was no hospital nearby. 

I thought I was dying. The doctor who was present suspected severe food poisoning and gave me a thorough examination but found nothing wrong with my body. I couldn’t stop shaking and the doctor suggested that I be admitted to the hospital immediately. My dad refused to have me admitted although the doctor had issued a letter of admission. He believed in the healing power of Christ and he prayed for me in faith. In desperation, I cried out to the Lord Jesus for help and I felt relieved. Some how I felt that something had come out from my body. 

I understood then that I had experienced what was known as a “spiritual attack”. The demons were trying to take revenge because of my participation in the spiritual cleansing of my house. Tears flowed non-stop and I knew from that moment on that I had been set free by a supernatural power that was infinitely greater than the demonic power. I realized that Jesus was that superior power and that He was real and He had set me free! I repented and asked for forgiveness from Him. That was the point of my real acceptance of Jesus as my Lord and Saviour.

God is so merciful and faithful to me. He keeps waiting for me although I refused to believe in Him at first. I believe I finally came to the Lord because of my parents’ prayers on my behalf. He is always there for me no matter what state I am in . I thank God for this chance of salvation and His never-ending love for me. I praise Him for what I am today.

The admission letter to the hospital still remained unopened to this day. Besides my own experiences of God’s grace, God has also been faithful to my own father. He is a well known businessman in our area. He has been involved in some huge projects and although he is currently in a financial crisis, God still sends a few of His servants to encourage him. This is the reason why he is still firm in his faith in God and he continues to believe in His promise and trust Him for the successful completion of his projects.

Great change has came over our family. There is now a peaceful and harmony atmosphere in the home as our family members know how to love one another and God loves them. To God be the glory.

Yee Cang Ling is the eldest son of Bro Barnabas Yee Chee Keat, Vice-President of the Alor Setar Chinese Chapter. They worship at the Full Gospel Church, Alor Setar, Kedah.

Any Profit with Jesus?

I would not consider myself to be a bad fellow before I became a Christian. I was just your average professional trying to make a success of my life. My father had taught me very many good Chinese values. Values like honesty, hard work, respect for elders, thrift and integrity. But he also taught me some so-called Chinese business norms.

For example it may be necessary in business entertainment to engage the services of paid ladies. Smoking, drinking and social gambling are all part of the Chinese business culture and indeed should be practised if you want to get ahead in the business world. 

I did practise some of these values and had achieved a measure of professional success at a relatively young age. By the time I was thirty I thought I had arrived; travelling round the world in first class, dining on top of the World Trade Centre in New York which I now destroyed in 9/11. But somehow as I got to experience the so-called high life I was not so certain that this was all the success I was looking for. 

All the flying, drinking, smoking, entertaining and late nights was not doing my health any good. When I had to struggle though a bad hangover I would vow that I would not drink again. But by evening that vow would b forgotten. When I find myself short of breath with a little exertion I would determine to stop smoking. But to no avail.

But God is good. He provided me with a friend and mentor who after a couple years of searching became a Christian. Soon after that he began to try to convince me to follow him and become a Christian. He persisted for two years. Finally one day when he was sending me off at the Singapore airport he told me he knew my problem. According to him my reluctance to accept Jesus as my personal savior was because I was an accountant. 

As an accountant I was trying to figure out if there is any advantage or profit in following after Jesus. I was working out the pro-forma profit and loss account just as I would with any investment proposition.

He asked me three questions. Do you believe that there is a God? That was easy as I had been looking for God for quite sometime. In fact I had been aware of a higher power since my secondary school days. I used to ear a Buddha around my neck and I practised transcendental meditation for two years. 

Then he asked what kind of God I had in mind; a fearsome God who would be a real kill joy always watching to catch me out on some sins or a God who loves and cares for you, who is always wanting the best for me? After some serious pondering I answered that I could accept that God would be benevolent, loving and caring towards me. 

Finally he asked if my God is all powerful able to do all things, all knowing and can be everywhere at the same time. I replied that God must be like that or he would not be God.He then assured me that since I had the desire to find God I would most certainly find him. But that I had to take the first step to meet God. And God would take two steps to meet me. It could happen that I may not like what I find. 

But if I did not like what I find I could just return it without any loss. I would have lost nothing, simply back at square one. To me that amounts to a risk free investment. On that basis when I got to Jakarta I knelt down by the hotel bed and accepted Jesus into my heart as my personal Lord and Savior. 

I started to read the Bible by myself and managed to join some fellowship meeting although I had no one to guide or nurture me in my new found spiritual walk.

Then I began to experience God working in my life, quite unobtrusively most gently but very positively. The day I was baptised in the Holy Spirit I was immediately delivered from my smoking habit of 20 years without even a conscious thought from me. My first stick of cigarette was at 12 years old. At nineteen I was a regular smoker. 

But the time I became a Christian I was smoking all sorts of tobacco, keretek, cigars, pipes besides regular cigarette. I had tried numerous times to give up but the addiction was simply too strong. So I gave up giving up smoking. One Sunday about four months after my conversion I attended a charismatic fellowship meeting in a Kuala Lumpur hotel. When the invitation was made for the baptism the Holy Spirit I went forward without knowing too much about it. I received the baptism and started praying in an unknown language. 

I got home and resumed my smoking the pipe. Took two puffs, put down the pipe and since then had never smoked again, for the last 27 years. There was no struggle, no striving not even the thought that I should give up smoking. It just happened. An addiction of 20 years was broken by the power of God without any effort on my part.

Then there was healing. My two year old boy developed some viral growth on his right chest, those pieces of extra flesh that sometime appear behind the neck or the ear. Being young Christians my wife and I prayed over him when he was asleep. Over a couple of weeks all the pieces dropped off. Today there is not even a scar.

I also experienced His goodness in the provision of jobs and opportunities. Slowly but surely I saw the hand of God upon my life. My life as a Christian was not a bed of roses. I still had my share of trails and tribulations as any human being would from time to time. The big difference was that I now have Jesus to hold my hand and guide my feet as I walk through my troubles. I am no longer alone. As I walk with Jesus day by day my friendship with Him grow stronger and I know He will never leave me or forsake me.

Some of my friends who had known me for years were waiting for me to give Jesus up as I had with my previous experimentation with other religious practices and beliefs. It has now been 27 years. What started off as a risk-free investment has become the most important decision in my life, the best investment I ever made. I found my Savior as He had purposed that I would. My only regret is that it took me 35 years to know Him. I wished I had known Him earlier.

Dr Wong Hong Meng is the National Director for Leadership Development & Training, FGBMF. He and his wife, Irene worship at Calvary Church Kuala Lumpur.

Back From The Brink

By Yeoh Hock Hian

My wife and I share many things in common. We are both from Kuching, Sarawak. We graduated from the same university with degrees majoring in business management. We even have the same surname. After our marriage in 1989, she joined me in Kota Kinabalu (KK), Sabah. However, far from the expected marital bliss, our relationship turned out to be an emotional roller coaster ride. 

My job required me to travel to timber camps and sawmills all over the state. I also made frequent overseas marketing trips and trade fairs visits to keep abreast of changes in the industry. As a result, I devoted little time and attention to my wife. Although she had a job, she seldom socialised because she did not have many friends in KK. 

Suspicion and jealousy developed and quarrels became a common thing in the home. Things did not get better even after our first child, a girl, was born in 1992. In fact, our relationship got worse as I lavished attention on my daughter.

This continued into early 1994. I had, by then, made my fortune in the timber industry and as my ego grew I started comparing my wife to others. Although she was two months pregnant with our second child at the time, I began having an affair with another woman. I decided to end my marriage and went to see my lawyer, Mr. Tan, about drafting a divorce settlement. Mr. Tan, however, was a Christian and refused to do so. Instead, he asked me to allow him to pray for my marriage and for me. 

In April 1994, my wife, who could no longer tolerate my attitude towards her, left for Kuching with my daughter. 

One night, I dreamt that my grandmother was beating and scolding me because I had disgraced the family with my “divorce”. After this dream, I resolved to end my affair and to be reunited with my family. 

In July 1994, my wife and I were reunited and in October, she gave birth to our second child, a boy. My affair stopped for a while but it soon started up again. My wife found out and pleaded with me to end it but I had become too deeply involved and could not let go. In July 1995, a year after she had come home, my wife left again for Kuching, this time with our two children. 

I was now even more determined to end my marriage and I went to Mr. Tan again about drafting the divorce agreement. He was surprised to see me. “I thought your problem had been solved,” he said. Mr. Tan told me that he was supposed to listen to my instructions but that he would not agree to do so in this case. He said that the decision to divorce my wife would be the biggest mistake I would ever make in my life and that he could not allow me to go through with it. Instead, he prayed for me and invited me to his church. 

Unfortunately, I turned down his invitation.

During a visit to Kuching to see my children, my son, who was only around 16 months old at the time, hugged me and said, “Daddy, bring us back to KK, O.K.?” Those words from his little mouth really touched my heart. I realise now that there was a power from above that wanted me to change my decision about the divorce. Looking back at the chain of events, I know that God sent Mr. Tan to save my marriage. 

After that trip, I cooled off my extra-marital relationship and it stopped completely in late 1996. However, my wife had still not forgiven me and we continued to live apart. In May 1997, during our time of separation, my wife accepted Jesus Christ as her Lord and Saviour in Kuching. She told me about her conversion and I was happy because I knew then that my marriage could be saved. Our relationship improved tremendously and my wife softened her stand so much so that in April 1998, she finally forgave me and she and our two children moved back in with me. Our third child was born in October 1998. 

I found my wife to be a different person after she became a Christian. She had been transformed into someone who was pleasant, positive, joyful, caring and understanding. I was curious about her change. She told me it was God’s power. I began picking up her Bible to read and, as I did so, my personal resistance to God started to weaken. But I still refused to attend church. 

Whereas my family life improved, that of my business worsened due to the 1998 economic crisis and the change in the state’s forestry policy. I was, however, confident that I could pull my company out of its troubles and sold my properties to raise additional working capital. However, rain started falling almost continuously from October 1999 until the following May and production was badly affected. My company’s turnover fell to the lowest in its history, the bank started calling and the sleepless nights began.

In October 1999, the FGB chapters in KK organised a banquet dinner and a good friend of mine invited my wife and I to attend. I was very touched but was still reluctant to go forward when the speaker made the altar call. Both my friend and my wife had to pull and drag me to the front. Even though I accepted the Lord Jesus that night, I still did not want to go to church.

My business problems grew worse and I did not have anyone to turn to for help. Faced with an increasingly critical situation, I thought of God and quietly knelt down to pray to Him for help. It was then that God made me realise that I was not as capable as I had always thought I was. 

Not long after this prayer, a friend introduced me to an Indonesian timber concession holder who offered my company the opportunity to participate in the operations of the concession. Initially, I was very skeptical about the offer. I nevertheless prayed and asked God if it was the correct path and for Him to show me if He wanted me to proceed on it. The concession owner was persistent and finally I sent my survey team to the area. 

I was very surprised when the survey team told me that it was a “life saver”! The Indonesian concession holder and my company subsequently signed the agreement and set up the joint venture company. Deep in my heart I know that God led me to this new opportunity because I confessed my inabilities and my dependence on him as Master. The concession area presented me with the chance to practice sustainable forest management, something that is very difficult to implement in Sabah.

In April 2000, I made a trip to the logging concession and on the way back, for safety reasons, I hired a twin-engine speedboat rather than the usual single-engine one. After the boat had been on the water for an hour, however, both engines seized and we were stranded. In addition, one of the starter ropes snapped in half. 

I started to feel panicky but then I thought of God and began to pray. Instantly, the engine with the broken starter rope ignited! Yet I was not completely convinced that it was the hand of God as it might have been coincidence. I held up my hand again to pray for the second engine. It also started immediately. Hallelujah! God showed His mighty power right before my eyes. 

After returning from the trip, I wanted to know more about God and began going to church. I now never miss church services when I am in KK. I am eager to learn more about His Word and teachings. My involvement with the FGB has grown with the support of my wife and I have also begun to spread the gospel to colleagues and friends. The most rewarding experience I have had is when a friend that I brought to church said to me, “What Jesus Christ has done for me and my family is better than earning a million.” 

Truly what God has done for me is worth more than millions. He saved my family through His love and reunited them with me. All the things that have happened in my life demonstrate the power of prayer. It is sufficient here to say that if you are totally submissive to our Lord, He will miraculously move your “mountains” just as He did for my wife, my children and me. 

What the Lord has done for us, He will also do for you. 

Glory be to our Lord Jesus Christ!

A Near Bankrupt!

By Dr Harcharan Singh Bhullar

After working many years in both the University Hospital and a group medical practice, I decided to set up my own private medical clinic in Kuala Lumpur. It was a flourishing practice and in a short time, I was able to own a house in a posh area and drive around in a luxurious car, both of which were an indication of my acquired status and wealth in society.

In 1988, for the sake of my children’s education my wife and I together with the whole family decided to migrate to Australia. Malaysia was just coming out of an economic recession then, while Australia was experiencing a big boom.

We chose Perth and the children settled down quickly to their new lives. However, I had hard time in settling down as I could not practice medicine there and there were no other worthwhile activities to help me pass my time.

Soon the prospect of a recession loomed over Australia. 

I decided to invest in some business in order to cushion the effect of the imminent economic downturn. It was in these circumstances that a particular business venture attracted my interest. After all, someone known to me introduced the entire venture and he appeared trustworthy. The business investment did not require my full attention and time. It would therefore not tie me down or restrict my mobility. So I took on the business as an investment as I thought there were limited downside risks. 

How wrong I was! I had taken on more risk than I could possibly handle. By 1991, I lost everything …. my house, cars and literally everything to the ill-fated venture. The situation looked hopeless; yet it was not all! The final blow came in the form of a bank debt equivalent of one million ringgit, which the Australian bank was now pursuing against me. The prospect of bankruptcy now loomed heavily over me.

As I went through all this agony and anxiety, I started to think about the god whom I had prayed to all these years. I felt that since I was so blessed and had everything I needed, I must have appeased my god. Hence, the turn of events must be ‘fated’ and had to happen. That same perception seemed to be in the minds of many people who came to console me, saying my misfortune was fated and such a hardship had taken because of the misdeeds in my previous life.

I decided to return to Malaysia to start life anew and to find the means to repay the debt. It was not going to be easy as all the children and my wife had to be left behind in Perth.

Back in Malaysia, I set up a private medical practice again, this time in Ipoh. The clinic was located on the ground floor of a shophouse and I took residence upstairs. Initially, there were few patients and I had ample time to ponder over my past. So I started to think about God, about a God who gives and takes away blessings. 

I kept on asking why, why, why? I had not done anything to deserve this treatment. How could I suddenly change from being a man of wealth and position to a near bankrupt! My daily reflection gave me no rest or peace. I asked God what wrong I had done or what sin I had committed that I had been made to suffer these consequences. In anger and also hunger for the truth, I started to seek God. Little did I know that even before I began my search, the Sovereign God had already been at work in my life!

It was during this period in January 1992 that two individuals from the Gideons International came to my clinic one day. After a brief conversation with me, they left behind four Bibles in the waiting room of the clinic.

Having covered all the medical journals and literature there was to read, I started flicking through the Bible. Initially, there was nothing much to interest me and further I did not understand much of what I read. I became confused and I began to pray to the One who created us for I had heard very often that there was only one God.

A few days later, as I was getting up one morning I heard a clear voice. It came distinctly from above and said, “Fear not, my child. My light is upon you.” Quickly I wrote down what I heard and hurriedly brushed my teeth and got ready to go downstairs to work. I saw a few patients and then went upstairs again to continue with my search. While excited and pleased that my prayer had received a divine response, I was also more confused. I started to pray again to this Creator God.

Later I heard that familiar voice and it prompted me to read the Book of John, chapter 9. The spiritual meaning that came through reading that text was that I had been born blind! I felt challenged to respond to this declaration. So I prayed that God will show me the truth. God responded to say, “Read the Bible and I will talk to you and explain to you the Scripture.” For the next five months I read the Bible all on my own. I believe that the Holy Spirit was with me and I found answers to the questions I had. He also gave me a new insight and understanding of the Living God.

So started this very unique relationship between the Lord and myself. I realized that Jesus died and He rose again on the third day and that He is alive today. Weeks later, a Christian friend led me to say a sinner’s prayer, accepting Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour. I gave my life wholly to Him alone. Later church leaders came to pray for me and I received the baptism of the Holy Spirit. 

I started to attend Sunday church service regularly. Late 1992, I was water-baptised. It was a great step that I took in accepting Jesus Christ and becoming a Christian. Around the same time, my wife and many months later my six daughters in Perth came to accept Jesus as their personal Saviour. 

The Australian bank in the meantime had placed a statement in the local newspaper in Malaysia, stating their intention to sue the business venture, my wife and me for the debt. My immediate reaction was how to repay the debt and clear our names. 

I agonized over the matter but I kept it in my heart and did not want to go to God with my problem. Of course, He knew about it but I felt I should not trouble Him. I did not want anybody to think that I came to believe in Jesus because of my debt problem. I truly believed in Him with no ulterior motive. I felt it was not fair to burden Him. I thought I ought to sort out the mess myself.

Meanwhile I consulted my lawyer and he studied the whole case and said there was no hope. He could only advised two forms of action: either pay up or declare myself a bankrupt. 

Everything seemed so bleak. There was fear in me and the burden was too heavy to bear. I could not sleep at night. I wanted to push the debt problem aside. Daily I prayed that I would be changed and become more Christ-like. Seeking this was more important than the problem I faced. It never occurred to me to bring this heavy load and place it before my Sovereign Lord and Saviour.

One day while reading the Bible, I came acrossMatthew 11:28: ”Come to Me all you who labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest.” I felt convinced that God was with me. He was asking me to come and lay my heavy laden on Him. I quickly looked for and took hold of the newspaper cutting on the debt. 

In faith, I placed my hand on it and prayed. Somehow I felt convinced that I would not be made a bankrupt unless God allowed it.

When the case finally came up for hearing, it got postponed! It happened again the second time. I did not understand the reasons for the postponement or the delay.

During this same period when I was facing this debt, someone returned a sum of thirty thousand ringgit that he owed me. But the cheque bounced and I could not have the money that I so desperately needed. So in anger, I instructed my lawyer to pursue the matter legally with this person. I wanted to choke him the way I was being choked. 

One day, I read the parable of the unmerciful servant (Matthew 18:32-33) and I knew straightaway I was not doing the right thing. I asked for God’s forgiveness and started to make amends for the situation. I wrote a short note to that person and returned all the evidence that I had against him, including the returned cheque. I stated that I forgave him and hoped that he too would seek forgiveness from the Living God.

Two weeks alter, I received a phone call from my lawyer. The Australian bank was willing to offer a settlement by reducing the debt from one million to one hundred and fifty thousand ringgit only! While excited, I was also in a dilemma. I had to raise this amount of money immediately if I accepted this settlement. To raise this amount meant that I would have to borrow and then I would be in debt again. Without the available funds I told the lawyer I could not take up the offer so I opted not to accept the settlement. 

A few days later, the Australian bank replied stating their willingness to consider any form of settlement I could offer. I was told to offer any amount that I could raise for their consideration. I had nothing to offer as the thirty thousand ringgit was never recovered. Anyway I replied to them, requesting for a statement to show how much the business venture and I actually owed them. There was silence for a month.

Weeks later I received a registered letter from my lawyer. I could not believe my eyes. The letter said that the Australian bank was withdrawing the case against me personally! I was overjoyed; my relief was beyond description. I was told to settle only the lawyer’s fees, which amounted to ten thousand ringgit. We finally negotiated for five! What a Mighty God we serve!

Behold All Things Have Become New!

By Dr Kuan Kim Hock

I was the eldest child in a family of four. My father was the sole breadwinner. The income of a government clerk was hardly enough to meet the needs of the family and matters were made worse by my mother who thought that she could contribute in some measure to the family's financial needs if she was able to make some extra money at the gambling tables! Needless to say this was hardly the case, and I can still remember the times when tempers flared because of the lack of finances in the home. So even as a child, I vowed that when I grew up I was going to make lots of money because I thought the lack of it had been the cause of unhappiness in the family.

I went to university and graduated as a medical doctor in 1970, completed the necessary time for housemanship and then served as a medical officer in the government service. With no doubt in my mind, I decided to go into private medical practice and make money (as at that time private practice was a lucrative business). 

Initially, I joined a private practice in Malacca later I decided to venture out on my own. I wanted to make it big and ventured to open the first 24 hour clinic in Malacca. This paid off and very soon I was able to buy myself prestigious cars, join the elite clubs in Malacca and move with the top brass of Malacca society in golfing as well as drinking and gambling circles. 

I enjoyed the respect and admiration of many and being a person who was generous and easy to get on with, very soon had more than my fair share of lady friends. Needless to say, my wife Evelyn who had for ten years before our marriage been my childhood sweetheart, took objection to the more than casual interest that I paid to some of these ladies. The more she quarreled with me the more I found comfort in their company.

This went on for years. I made promises to change but never did, and at one stage Evelyn seriously considered divorcing me. Being the macho man that I was, I told her that she could leave any time she wanted to but she could not take Kelvin (then 2 ½ years old) with her. Thank God the divorce did not materialise as God used a mother's love for her child to keep the semblance of the marriage going. 

Then in 1980, after having gone through two miscarriages in two consecutive years, Evelyn, who had been a 4th generation Christian in her family who was by then totally back-slidden in her faith, came into a renewed walk with the Lord Jesus Christ. It changed her life but that didn't seem to do much for mine. 

Inspite of all the money that I had and the prestige that goes with position and wealth, life seemed empty and meaningless. 

I was experiencing first-hand what King Solomon said in the Book of Ecclesiastes "…. everything is meaningless, a chasing after the wind." I was very sure that money would solve all my problems and give me happiness but when I had the money, happiness seemed to shun me. Was there anything else in the prescription for happiness which was not known to me that I so badly wanted ?

It was with this frame of mind that one Sunday in November 1981, I gave in to Evelyn's persuasions and went with her to Kuala Lumpur to worship in a church that used a hotel for its Sunday service. I am not really sure why I agreed and to travel a hundred miles to worship when I would normally object to a ten minute ride to the church that Evelyn fellowshipped in Malacca as being too burdensome for me! 

But I thank God that in His mercy He reached out and touched me that Sunday morning. I do not remember what the preacher said or what was being sung but what struck me most was the fact that the congregation there, old or young, rich or poor, all seemed to have that JOY and HAPPINESS that I was seeking for all these years. I told God that whatever they had, I wanted it too …. “Blessed are the poor in spirit for they shall see God!” This promise became mine about a week later, when I responded to the altar call and accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour at one of the FGBMF meetings in Malacca.

Knowing that God forgave me for all the awful sins that I had committed brought unspeakable joy. The burden and guilt of sin was lifted from me. In the days and months thereafter, God gave me a hunger for His Word and my joy grew as I realised that I am loved by God and that He has a good plan for my life. The assurance in knowing that I will spend eternity with God in heaven when I leave this earthly life is far better than any material thing that money can buy.

As I allowed God's Word to change me, I began to thank God and appreciate Evelyn for having stood by me and being such a good and blessed wife to me all these years. I must say Kevin, our son, who has been such a blessing to us is also a wonderful gift from God. I began to look at my profession as a medical doctor not just as a means to earn a living, but as an opportunity for me to be a channel of blessing for God's love as I care and comfort the sick. 

The process of transformation of the old self with the sinful nature has been a slow and painful process. I am far from being the man that God has purposed for me to be and yet I say this with all humility: The friends who knew me before I came into a personal relationship with Jesus Christ find it hard to believe the changed person that I am today in Christ. 

Those who knew me only after my conversion find it hard to believe the terrible person I was before knowing Christ. Truly, “if anyone is in Christ he is a new creation, old things are passed away; behold all things have become new.” I thank God for the restoration of our marriage and for the privilege of seeing our son grow in the Lord Jesus Christ.

【在爱中找到自己】

Name: Ken Yew FGBMF Chapter: Batu Pahat Testimony: 【在爱中找到自己】

感谢主让我有这样的一个机会到这里与大家分享我的信主过程,一切荣耀归主！   我是个平凡的人,但却是个需要很多爱的人.因为在我成长的岁月里少了父母亲的爱.   信主前,我是个皈依三宝的正信佛教徒,我深信因果报应，善恶有报.在佛教界,我选择以佛曲作为传扬佛法的法门,更成立了菩提工作坊,把舞台当作道场,接引许多人学佛。 这些年间也在马佛青总会担任了一些职位.在理性的教条下,我总是觉得少了一些我要的爱.   渴望被爱的我在25岁结婚,可是这感情就在不懂得爱的真谛,不会经营下很快就结束了.我当时的信仰却始终不能带给我任何的帮助和启示！ 种种的心结无法打开，自己的担子无处交托，只有自己担当。从此以后我对爱情有着不正确的态度.我不断追求爱情但又不愿意付出感情，因为我是个容易受伤的男人.我不在乎天长地久，只在乎曾经拥有。 多年以后认识了嘉忆,二年后我们有了我们的爱情结晶.孩子在万般期盼中诞生了. 然而,孩子诞生所带来的喜悦却是短暂的.孩子弥月的那一天被诊断患上严重的~先天性心脏病~,病情十分严重,必须施行四个心脏手术,每一个手术都有生命危险,医生向我们分析了一些成功与失败的个案,我紧紧地握着太太的手,她的手不停发抖 ,泪水不断地涌流,我说不出一句安慰的话.当别人面对难题时，我们总是很轻易地安慰他，而当我们自己面对不幸时才知道那是一种痛！ 医生要我们回去慎重考虑,可是我却对自己说:“还考虑什么呢？只要他还能呼吸,就有希望,我绝不放弃任何的机会！” 假设你有一个孩子，有一个弟弟或是妹妹像我的孩子一般,你会放弃吗? 我知道他将来的人生道路会走得很幸苦，我总希望他有机会走下去。患上这个病是不幸却不是负累，因为他是我的小孩！    在我的坚持下，孩子作了第一个心脏手术，那时他只有57天大.遗憾的是，手术后情况就不曾稳定下来,左心室的压力一直比右心室大，左边肺又遭细菌感染而失去功能,接着又肺部大量积水,必须再做一个手术,就这样，孩子就被插喉、 手脚接驳仪器和药物，就连奶水也是透过管子从鼻孔灌入.望着他那弱小的身子，那一双充满着疑问的眼睛,为什么要让他来到这个世间承受这么的痛苦为什么他不能像其他小孩 一样地建康的成长? 我后悔让他做手术,我后悔我的坚持!如果能够,我愿意替他承受这一切.每一次离开特护病房， 我都害怕是最后一次见到他.这一段日子，无助的我才知道人有许多方面的事是无能为力的.我时刻都在念观音菩萨六字真言咒,也托岳母在巴株为孩子祈福也把孩子上契给“妈祖”， 更按时辰地焚烧黄符.我在吉隆坡找“大悲咒”水为小孩抹身，我们也设法在他耳边播放“地藏经”，甚至唱激励歌曲。 一切想得到的方法，我们都去尝试。只盼望众神明能合力保佑我的小孩. 希望破灭的那一天始终来临,当孩子的肺含量一直往下跳，那是我一生所经历最无助最绝望的时刻。 医生让我们进入特护病房见他最后一面.我太太抱着孩子不停地哭、不断的呼叫，我跪在床边哭念着佛号……可是任凭我们怎样乞求， 如何哭号，孩子的心脏停止了跳动，不管我们多么不舍，我的孩子始终离开了我们. 带着希望到吉隆坡求医，带回来的却是一小包的骨灰.我们把他安放在佛堂也把我们的欢乐也埋藏.     失去了孩子，仿佛失去一切，我们孤立自己.我后悔自己坚持让孩子动手术的决定， 也因为相信因果更把一切假想成报应,当成是前世的报应.我对孩子的死更感到愧疚自责！而产后虚弱的太太更因丧子之痛而患上忧郁症.    孩子去世后,生活尽是不如意.当我感到样样都不如意时，我把一切都归罪与命运在作祟，於是就毫无主见,任人摆布，没有自我、没有自信，更没有平安。我甚至也请师父择日到家里看风水，一切都做齐了，只祈望从此「丁财两旺」.     就这样,我们过了两年这种没有盼望，迷失的日子！     二年后，在重重压力和阴影下，太太勇敢地怀了第二个小孩.自她怀孕后，我就辞去工作到巴株经营文具店.也许是神的旨意， 让我再次经历神的爱.    上帝就在这时候安排了许多热心的基督徒出现在我们生命中，外表刚强、内心却软弱的我们，经过了与有爱心的基督徒接触， 也开始出席一些団契的活动,主要目的最终是想让太太的生活圈子阔大，舒缓她一些压力，盼望她心灵得着重新建设. 偶尔到团契聚会，但是始终没有接受主；神却没有因此撇弃了我们,仍然以温柔慈爱的手与关怀忍耐的心， 按着它的旨意在预定的时候得着了我们！ 就在一位弟兄邀请下,我们出席了商人团契的见证会.那一夜，我在众人面前痛哭流泪,神的手触摸了我的心！我找到了那爱的根源.我终于明白了为什么那些陌生的基督徒如此有爱心， 因为他们都是神的儿女,神就是爱，爱是从神而来.我终于找到了这一位给我生命给我爱的神！ 人的爱是有条件是有限的，唯有神的爱是长阔高深，无条件，无限的。     我一生追求爱,当我向神敞开心门,神的爱就澆灌在我心.那一刻，我放下了皈依佛教20年的自我，降服在神的面前，认罪悔改， 接受他成为我生命的救主.     信主之后，约翰福音9:3耶稣说：不是这人犯了罪，也不是他父母犯了罪，是要在他身上显出　神的作为来。犹太人有一个传统的观念， 认为灾难和受苦都是极重的罪孽所致，我因为相信因果把一切假想成前世的报应而对孩子的死更感到愧疚自 责。约翰福音9:3耶稣说：不是这人犯了罪，也不是他父母犯了罪，是要在他身上显出　神的作为来。让我从孩子死亡的困惑中完全得到释放， 不再执着那是不是[业障],是不是前世因，今世报。感谢主！     信主之前，最挂心的是第二孩子的健康,孩子自小就体弱多病。信主之后，我们诚心向神祈求，完全信靠主！感谢主,在诚心祷告下, 孩子的健康逐渐好转.感谢赞美主!     【喜乐的心是良药,忧伤的灵使骨枯干】,神的爱也让我太太从软弱变成刚强,她的忧郁随着在音乐上的服事也得着了医治.     经过了这些日子，我了解生命中每一个挫折,每一个伤痛都有它的意义.苦难是化了装的祝福，[神的意念高过我们的意念，神的道路高过我们的道路 ],他用这种方法引导我归向它,感谢上帝，这是祂的恩典，上帝的应许是千真万确的，上帝的话语一句也不落空，圣经说： 一人信主全家蒙福，从我的家里看到最美好的见证，我的岳父在人生的最后阶段也决志安息在主的怀抱里， 岳母更在王丽群长老爱心与耐心的带领下走入救恩堂一同敬拜赞美 神.感谢上帝！     一切荣耀归主！

Nothing Is Impossible With Prayer!

By Bro. Charlie Yeo
In his address the National President, Bro Lee Gee Koon, said that it was a refreshing moment when members were able to gather as one body as at the AMC every year. He told members who worked overtime for earthly employers that more often than not they run out of steam. They were not happy and realised that something was missing in their lives.  That missing link was Jesus. Jesus was the only answer that could fill that gap. In a nutshell the key was obedience and letting Him take over your life. He urged everyone present to be an intercessor and pray for others. Moreover, her busy schedule would have postponed the already overdue visit to the garage.	Bro. Charlie Yeo
At the workshop, my Christian mechanic looked at the spare tyre and shook his head as a cursory examination of it proved it unsafe too. The spare had no treads and there was no alternative but to get new tyres. I was caught by surprise as I had not anticipated this. I had merely come to replace the worn out tyre with the spare one. I looked at the new tyres displayed in the shop. All carried price tags between RM70.00 and RM100.00. The cost was more than the money I had on me. I then requested my Christian mechanic to look out for two good used tyres. He agreed and I ventured home.	Picture of two tyres on a dumpsite

On the way, I called the name of Jesus, and asked Him to provide me sufficient funds to purchase two used tyres. After which I dismissed the matter as I went about my usual routine.

Two days later, on a Sunday morning, I took the household garbage out to a nearby dumpsite. To my greatest amazement, there sitting right on top of a mountain of rubbish were two tyres. I checked them and found them to be in good condition and hardly used.

I took them to the mechanic and he agreed that both the tyres were in very good state. When he heard where I had ‘purchased them’ he exclaimed and said that ‘if you pray and believing, you shall receive’.

What a mighty God we serve! Praise the Lord!

What Would I Be Without My Master

By Joshua Ong Tatt Poh

To come into this fallen world was bad enough but what was worse I had landed into a broken home in Penang with anirresponsible and happy-go-lucky father and an ever self-serving mother.

Before long my incompatible parents separated and I was taken into the home of my maternal uncle and then to that of my paternal uncle. Quite naturally I was often regarded as an intruder rather than as a subject of compassion. That was the beginning of my sorrow.

In those stormy periods of my life, my mother tried to find solace in worshiping strange gods and idols and I had to tag along being the obedient young boy I was. One thing that struck me was that those gods could not even eat the fruits and foodstuffs offered to them. Moreover, I had often wondered how they could ever lift a finger to help my mother and I meet our needs and deliver us from our plight!

To me life was a fever and not worth living as nothing held good for me and even the gods were oblivious to my constant sufferings. I was lost in the world, so to speak, and was also a man of sorrow and acquainted with grief!

I worked in the daytime and studied at night and without any loss in time I got myself a tertiary education in Singapore. In the University of Singapore I was introduced to Christianity. However, without establishing my personal relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ, I could not understand how He could in any way do me good except to judge me more favourably when I died of old age perhaps.

Soon I graduated in law in 1968 and I determined to make good by working very hard. I further determined to build up my self-esteem and security by taking up martial arts of various types so that I could confidently take on almost anyone in and outside the courthouse – with or without a weapon as I had in my possession a gun that I had acquired through legal avenues. In the worldly sense I did believe that I had made it as by 1980 I was already the proud owner of a large house with a swimming pool and had several sport cars in my possession.

I had also joined the largest club in the world and it was called ‘the night club’ where I used to take my important clients and bankers frequently for entertainment.

Soon I believed that the good Lord thought that enough was enough and He gained my attention by squeezing my finance – probably God’s method of gaining my attention.

I quickly turned back to Him in ashes and repentance and it was at the Full Gospel Business Men’s Fellowship, Asian Convention in Bangkok that I found Him again. This time I earnestly wanted to accept the Lord Jesus as my personal Saviour and He baptised me in the Holy Spirit and I broke forth praying in tongues. Though I was already a Christian I could not say I had a personal relationship with God until He had filled me with the precious Holy Spirit.

Thereafter I began to thirst and hunger for Him by reading the Bible diligently and sought Him in various ways. My attitude changed and instead of finding ways to gratify my flesh like playing mahjong overnight and enjoying false romance in the nightclub after a few drinks I rejoiced in the Lord and praised Him unceasingly.

My business attitude was uplifted, to do it more righteously and to follow like what John Wellesley said “to earn all I can, to save all I can and to give all I can.”

Soon after, the good Lord restored me and granted me financial freedom and gave me the conviction that I must live my life as a true pilgrim would. Soon I found joy in helping several ministries by giving Christian literature to various men of God. To bless others I would purchase various VOICE magazines and even printed the book of Luke (in large print) to evangelize to non-believers.

Now I pray to God to continue to lead me and strengthen me so that I will be forever faithful and fruitful bringing honour and pleasure to Him not as some body but only as a faceless Christian as the whole of creation is centred not about us but Him. Glory to the Lord!

'Keep Your House In Order'

By Wilfred Marimuthu, Subang Jaya USJ 1 (Summit) Chapter

In my early days, I had served as a church leader in Kuching and led a cell group in my house. I co-founded theFGBMF Kuching Chapter and was active organizing the FGBMF weekly meetings and monthly luncheons.

As my work and church activities and commitment increased, my quiet time with God decreased. I did not seek God to be convicted by His Words. I was merely God’s social worker doing His community service. I also spent less time with my wife. Soon my marriage began to suffer. Likewise, my ministry began to run dry.

One thing led to another and soon I drifted away and backslided into the world of ungodliness, idolatry, disobedience and immorality. I know God and had tasted His sweetness and yet I had turned away from Him.

I began to build my plans without God. Jesus was not within me, neither was He before me to guide me nor behind me to guard me. He was not even beside me to be a part of my life. I let Jesus to stand aside as I decided my own future.

However, in early 2003, God held me captive and gave me another chance. The cardiologist did an angiogram and found that I had two 100% blocked arteries on the posterior and another artery badly blocked. He was surprised that with the extensive blockage I did not suffer even a mild heart attack. As I was on blood thinning medication I could not be operated upon immediately. During the three weeks before my surgery I went back to work not wanting to miss out on the opportunity to climb the corporate ladder.

I was wheeled into the operating theatre at 8am on March 25, and after ten hours I was wheeled out with five bypasses done. For a while everything was fine and then I began to find it difficult to breathe and felt drowsy. After a while I felt very light and floated towards the ceiling. When I looked down I could see a body on the bed and realized that it was mine. Thinking it was a dream I stretched out my hand to touch but felt nothing.

Suddenly fear overwhelmed me. My spirit and body were separated. Although I could see and feel my body all around, my spirit was in darkness. There were many evil eyes looking at me and I could smell the foul air of rotting flesh. I felt myself being strangled. It was nauseating and suffocating and yet I could not throw up.

Then I remembered the many testimonies I had heard about the name of Jesus and the sinner’s prayer. In my desperation I shouted out aloud to Jesus for help! My spirit was weeping as I cried out to the Lord.

As I wept I felt a warm embrace, the fear disappeared and I heard a warm and soft voice say, “I love you My child and I look at you with eternal eyes”. I felt the warmth and the comfort and wanted to stay that way for as long as possible. My spirit was at peace and then the voice spoke again, “Be still my child and know I am God”.

I felt a fresh wind gushing and I could see a brightness in the distance. It was like the brightness of the dawn of a new day. I strongly believe God had given me a glimpse of His Glory. My spirit was drifting and there was a yearning to reach out to the light.

I cried out to the Lord that I couldn’t go, as I should be with my wife and little daughter. I also told the Lord that if I go now I would not leave a good testimony. I pleaded with God for my life. Then in a flash I could see the events of my life before me; frame by frame and then dwelled on two incidents in my life, sins that were committed again and again, they had displeased God. Then I heard a firm voice say, “Keep your house in order”.

In a flash I saw a vision of a mountain and a city below it. The top of the mountain was covered in clouds. Water was flowing from the mountain into the city and there were a multitude of people with despair on their faces. In my spirit I heard, “It was not you that have done these things for Me. You did not choose Me but I chose you. You were My vessel to bring the blessings to these people. You should seek My face with a grateful heart that I have used you.” My spirit was filled with remorse and shame and realized that God was dealing with my pride. I felt another arm embrace me and I fervently promised God that I would change and that with His help I would obey Him.

God impressed upon my heart that He would give me a new life and that He had heard my plea and would honour me and give me back my life. The final word was, “Seek Me and I will give you strength”.

Later I felt a sharp pain and as I opened my eyes, the surgeon was smiling at me. I asked what time it was. And he said five in the morning, indeed it was the dawn of a new day. God had given me a new day, a new life and another chance.

I spent three days in the intensive care unit. My wound was not healing completely because there were no blood capillaries feeding the incision area. The surgeon then cleaned the wound and deftly removed all the dead tissues. I cried out to the Lord and continued to claim God’s complete healing.

After 14 days I went home and began my recuperation. My wife drove me twice a day to the medical centre to have my wound cleaned. I began to communicate more with my wife and I saw the many goodness in her that I never had time to see.

The wound healed in nine months and soon after I began to experience a spiritual attack. Doubts crept into my mind as I began to ask questions.

One night, my cell leader interceded for me and God gave him a verse from 2 Kings 20. I read that chapter and felt the peace of God and believed that what happened to King Hezekiah would happen to me too. When I read the words, “Keep your house in order” I knew that I was not hallucinating and that it was real.

Soon, my family life changed for the better. God is now the centre of my life. Today there is joy in my family. Though I still have my daily life struggles but with God’s help, I’m keeping my (physical and spiritual) house back in order. I know in Christ we are more than conquerors and I hold dear to the promises of God and worship Him every day. Praise God for His goodness and mercy.

Gambling Destroyed My Life! Jesus Gave It Back To Me!

By David Chiang

Life was hard being a member of a poor family living in a small village in Malacca. My mother worked as a rubber tapper to feed ten children. My father, who worked only occasionally, was seldom home. Daily, from 4 am to 5 am, I had to help my mother tap rubber before going to school. After school, I had to do some farming. This background of hardship shaped my thinking about money. 

Money was the family's primary concern and soon the idea came that gambling was the quick way to get rich. I fantasized about striking it rich through gambling and I was well-known as a gambler even in my teens. 

After my graduation, I went to Singapore to work for my eldest brother who had started a business there. I fell into a wrong crowd - a mahjong playing group - and I was soon hooked on the game. 

During the eight years I was in Singapore, I got deeper into gambling and owed people money because of gambling losses. In 1985, my brother sent me to Hong Kong as part of his business expansion plans to tap the China market. 

My  early days in Hong Kong were without problems. But birds of the same feather flock together and soon I was associating with a group of friends who were mahjong `kaki'. My days and nights were consumed by mahjong sessions. At one time, we gambled non-stop for 36 hours! 

I got married in 1989. During the first few months of marriage, I played the role  of a good husband - avoiding my gambling friends and keeping my wife company. But it did not last. Before long, I was back to my old ways. And this time, the gambling habit began to take its toll on my personality. 

Gambling had become my master. I became moody and prone to emotional outbursts. My marriage went downhill and fast. Eventually, the inevitable happened: divorce.

My gambling habit had destroyed what I had forgotten to appreciate: my marriage and family (I had a daughter by then). I thought of suicide during the divorce proceedings but I was afraid to face death. My life had become a nightmare and I had no other relatives and real friends in Hong Kong to turn to. 

Then I remembered a lady friend from my hometown who had witnessed to me about Jesus several times. I had mocked her then, saying that  ‘only the weak turn to Jesus'. 

When I met her, I poured out my woes to her. She invited me to join her at her church on a Sunday. I will not forget the date - 28 March 1993 - when I went to the church. It was the day Jesus became my Saviour and the Lord of my life! 

I experienced no dramatic transformation at conversion. But I knew I had a new lease of life. I began to see the ugly side of me – which was something I had been blind to before. Eventually I gave up gambling and never returned to the habit. Some years after becoming a Christian, my brother, having been convinced that I was indeed ‘a new man', gave me a chance to start a business of my own.

Today, God in His mercy has restored to me what I had lost through sin. He has not only prospered my business but also blessed me with a new God-fearing wife and three children. 

The devil came to destroy through bondage of habits and by whatever means he can to enslave us. Jesus came to set us free. If, like me, you are bound by habits you cannot break free from, there is only one person who can set you free from sin and all the attendant evils that sin brings into our lives. That one and only Person is Jesus.

My Testimony - The Importance of Seeking God

By Isaac Chew (FGB KL Desa Aman Puri Chapter)

In early February 2004, I was overjoyed when my wife announced that she was pregnant. However, we were disappointed when the doctor informed us that she couldn’t detect the heartbeat of the foetus. From the 2nd visit to the doctor, it was obvious that the foetus wasn’t healthy as there was neither growth nor heartbeat. So the doctor advised that the pregnancy had to be terminated. My wife was saddened and simply refused to believe what the doctor had said. For the Lord had given her a vision; that this 3rd pregnancy was supposed to be twins. So, what was supposed to be our joy, had now turned into disappointment. As the ‘unhealthy’ foetus would endanger my wife’s life if prolonged much further, we agreed to the doctor’s suggestion and prepared for the abortion. This unwise decision was to become our biggest mistake ever made. For along with it, came also the spirit of death. After the abortion, the bleeding continued. My wife felt drowsy and nauseatic, there was still a slight pain in her belly. A week passed, the bleeding continued and the pain became more intense. We decided to return to the specialist and upon the medical check-up, the specialist informed that everything was fine and told us not to worry so much, but cautioned my wife to relax more and preferably to lie down. Towards the second week, the pain in her belly was excruciating. The bleeding had not stopped completely. The bulging of her belly was prominent. Again, we consulted the specialist to express our worries and requested for another scan. The scan showed clearly that the womb was ‘clean’ and everything inside her was intact and normal. So the doctor prescribed some medication for my wife and told us to return the following week for a routine check-up. Then on Sunday 29 Feb, we were at Tanjong Malim for a dinner gathering. Suddenly, my wife experienced a sharp and piercing pain in her belly. Her face turned pale white and cold sweat was oozing all over her body. She started to vomit and her whole body was wet with sweat and sighing in pain. As I rushed her to the hospital, fear gripped me and I cried out to God for help. At the Government clinic, there wasn’t any doctor available except for a couple of nurses. Hence, upon medical examination, the nurse exclaimed that my wife’s blood pressure was dangerously low. Therefore it was suggested that my wife be transferred to the Slim River Hospital, where the facilities would be more advanced and more experienced doctors would be available. Moreover, my wife needed immediate blood transfusion, as her condition was unstable due to excessive blood loss. I rang up our KL specialist and related the whole incident to her. The specialist requested that I send my wife back to her clinic instead. So I informed the nurse of my decision. But the nurses told me that I would have to send my wife to KL personally and they would not be held responsible should there be any complications arise. But, if we decide to go to the Slim River Hospital, then they would accompany my wife and to cope with any emergency needs. They further added that, though the choice was still mine, they strongly recommended that I send my wife to the Slim River Hospital. I was in a dilemma and confused. I nodded as the fear inside me was building up. On arrival at Slim River Hospital, the doctor immediately gave her the necessary treatment and gave her a penicillin jab to reduce the pain. I sent out multiple messages (SMS) requesting prayers to uphold my wife. That whole night was filled with fear and anxiety as my wife groaned in pain. The next morning, before scanning, blood samples and urine were again taken from my wife for analysis. Later, the doctor called me to inform that my wife was pregnant. How could that be possible? The doctor made known to me the scanner findings revealed that the foetus was not in the uterus but in the fallopian tube. The foetus had developed and caused the tube to rupture, resulting the unnecessary trauma. I couldn’t believe my ears and as I recalled my wife’s vision about the twins, depression overcame me. It was only then, that I realized that neither of us had sought the Lord for His guidance. We indeed lacked wisdom. I repented for my mistake and asked the Lord for forgiveness, mercy and direction. A surgery was needed to rectify the fallopian tube and to remove the foetus and to clean up the womb. But, there wasn’t any skilled surgeon to handle the special operation. Again I was lost for words when the doctors informed that they would have to further transfer my wife to the Kinta Hospital for the required operation. The operation had to be carried out without delay to stop the internal bleeding caused by the ruptured tube. After some consultation, she was sent to the Selayang Hospital, KL instead. All along the way to KL, I could not deny the fact that the siren of the ambulance sent chills down my whole body. At the Selayang Hospital, my wife was rushed into the operation theatre. I was informed by the surgeon that due to the delay in discovering the ectopic pregnancy, the fallopian tube was totally damaged hence the need for the immediate operation. After the operation, her breathing was abnormal as her lung was ‘flooded’ with excess fluid due to the overdose of drip and blood transfusion. The doctors made two small incisions on both sides of my wife’s neck and inserted tiny tubes into them to measure and to monitor the fluid in her lungs. The doctor noticed that the recent surgery had failed to stop the internal bleeding and therefore had proposed a 2nd operation. My heart ‘sank’ when I heard the doctor’s remark. I sent out ‘SMS’ again, notifying my brothers and sisters in Christ, of the intended operation and to uphold my wife in prayers. I was still praying when a brother in Christ rang me, and comforted me not to worry. He said that surgery would not be necessary as in their combined prayers, he saw a vision of a wall, and that wall gave way and collapsed due to their fervent prayers. The wall represented the surgery, and the collapsed wall indicated a victory. Therefore by faith, I claimed victory for my wife by responding with the word, ‘Amen.’ By the grace of God, later the surgeon came to inform that the second operation was not necessary, as the internal bleeding had finally ceased. Hallelujah, praise the Lord. However, my wife’s breathing deteriorated. Her jerking became more intense and she lapsed into semi-conscious state. The doctor ordered her to be transferred to the ‘Critical Care Unit (CCU). All of a sudden, everything seemed dark and empty again. With little faith or none at all, I rang my sister and informed her that I might be losing my wife. Instead, my sister rebuked me and prayed for us. Towards the 2nd day in CCU, the doctor told me to be prepared for the worst, as my wife condition was not improving. Even with the breathing aid, she was not responding well and if her condition continued to deteriorate, the doctor would have to insert a tube into her lungs to assist her breathing. It might cause further lung damage, which would lead to more complications and even death. For a moment, I was lost for words and started to claim healing for my wife. On the 3rd day in CCU, God divinely sent two brothers in Christ, to pray for my wife. One of them was a church pastor. As the pastor entered the room, my wife slowly regained her consciousness. It was only a few weeks later, that the pastor revealed to me how God had spoken to him, that when he come to pray for my wife, she would wake up from her semi-consciousness state. (Thank you Jesus, my God and Savior.) By the 4th day, my wife showed signs of improvement, and she was out of the CCU. The doctor who had spoken negatively over my wife was amazed at her speedy recovery. A few days later, my wife was discharged from the hospital. I praise and thank God for His deliverance and His restoration of life back to my wife. To God Be The Glory. Lesson learnt: Let us seek God and ask for His mercy that He will bless us with wisdom in all that we do. Pray that  He will gives us a discerning heart and let us cast all our cares upon Him and trust Him for deliverance and restoration. In times of trials and tribulations, let us be mindful not to believe in what we see, but rather believe in what God can do for us.