Just a couple of stories

May I share a couple of stories with you? I know I am indebted to the Lord…

1. The local church I went to announced a revival meeting more than a month ago to be held yesterday. I wasn’t very into the idea of going because I felt much unnecessary formality from previous events of similar nature. As the others decided to go, I followed suit. The meeting started with singspiration. The songs described the singing person as a devoted worshipper. I stood still in between fellow brothers and sisters in Christ, in the midst of rows of worshippers. I couldn’t sing words like “I completely devote myself to You”. It would have been a false witness shall I had sung those words. I felt heartbroken about my constant straying away from the Lord’s loving laws and deserved no peace in my heart. Someone then put his hand upon my left shoulder. I turned my head but I saw no one behind me. Yet that unseen “hand” was on me. “He loves me no matter what” was felt at that moment through that physical touch. Even I doubt afterwards but the touch was undeniably real. I am a person who doubts meaningfulness of church programs and even egoistically despises engineered emotions during singspiration. Yet He was undeniably among each of us. And He is surely with you too. God’s willing, it will be a life-long lesson I will have to learn.

2. Last night, I went to the revival meeting so I didn’t have dinner with my parents at home. They had dinner with one of my siblings (two other siblings and I headed out). Earlier this morning, I overslept so Sunday service was almost over at the time I got up. I could go back to church to have lunch with my small group friends or I could go with Windy to visit her granny at nursery home. I picked the latter. When I was in the escalator I figured that I could have dim sum with my parents instead. I was already leaving home so I dismissed that thought. Later in the afternoon, I was shopping at the HK$10 store with Windy just for fun. I found a cute birthday card on which a baker held a birthday cake over her head. My younger sister likes baking so I bought the card for her next birthday, even though there’s still almost two months away. I later departed to have dinner with my family. Little did I know yesterday was my mom’s lunar birthday. I was slightly relieved knowing that two other siblings didn’t remember that yesterday too. Then it came to my mind that I had a birthday card in my bag. It was the miracle the Lord performed on me again. I had not intended to look for a card earlier tonight. Later tonight, I told my two siblings about how I got the card. My non-believing brother admitted it was nothing short of a miracle.

Later tonight when I was alone with my younger sister, we talked about our parents and she reminded me about how little I felt thankful over what my parents gave me. She had been next to her and seen how hard she earned each dollar she provided me with. I finally understood the crux of the problem: it was my arrogance and selfishness all along. Both of these incidents showed how egocentric I had been. How conveniently I have always taken the Lord’s grace for granted and how little credit I have given to those who provided. Shall I ask for your kind prayers, that would exactly proof my point. If you were to kindly pray for me, please pray for humility in me in the image of the Lord. And please pray that I may be changed before those around me get further hurt from my arrogance and selfishness.