My life before I met Jesus
From May 14, 1968 to March 21, 1988 I did not know Jesus. I knew there was a god but I didn't know who He was. From kindergarten to Form 5 I basically lived on my own strength and wisdom, believing God is there, Jesus is there, but not knowing much about who He really is and what I was supposed to do with Him. Children are wet cement. My formative years are almost entirely depended on my parents values and principles. I observed their lifestyle (what they did, what they said, how they react to circumstances around them). That was the world to me. Nothing else. No other role models. No other guidance. No other shoulders to cry to. No other place to seek refuge. An event in College Station, Texas, USA on a beautiful Spring day change the rest of my course of life.
My life after I met Jesus
Paul Kwan of HK, an engineer who just completed his bachelors degree in OK and pursued his masters degree at TAMU was instrumental. He let Jesus used him to witness to me. Paul was a Navigator guy. He was self-disciplined. He was persistent. He was patient. I am his fruit. I am grateful to Paul. He is somewhere in HK now. My job is to continue witnessing for Jesus and produce more fruits.
Friday, April 18, 2008
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