Yeo Yong Xiang
Melissa Liew
Uncle Dauglas
Mac Lim
David Yeo
Glory to God in every aspect! He deserves all the praise that we can
give, and that would still not be enough. I cannot thank God more ever since the day I touched down in Perth. He has provided me with all my needs, even more than I had expected. Stated below are but two of the many examples of how God has been good to me.
He has helped me to find a parking lot in my friend's private parking lot. Parking is very limited and only year 2 students can get a parking label, and still have to pay. Even though I am in year 1, I do not need to pay at all and I definitely will have the lot to park in!
Another instance was when I got lost and my petrol indicator was nearing the empty mark. I got lost on some highway and was also stuck in a massive peak hour jam. I was actually worried that my car would get stuck, but God helped me to reach the petrol station before my car ran out of fuel!
Praise God! I hope that you will be encouraged and never give up on God!
Yeo Yong Xiang
06 August 2007
17th Sep, Sunday night, my son Javier tripped and fell. His eyelid hit the corner of my coffee table and he was bleeding very badly. Blood flowed out like running water. All of us at home - Jacky, my helper, Fe, and myself were at a loss and not sure of what we could do.
Jacky ran out of the house carrying him without his shirt. His whole body was stained with blood. At this time when we were in the lift, all I could do was to cry out for Jesus. I asked our Father to stop the blood from flowing out. And when we went into the car, I realised that the blood had stopped flowing. Praise God! We went to the nearest 24 hour clinic as it was a Sunday and they attended to Javier straight away.
Due to the cut being too near to the eye, he couldn't do anything and suggested we go to A&E in KK. We waited a long time at A&E. When we got to see the doctor, the doctor said that they have to stitch him and asked if he could stay still for them to stitch cause its too near the eye and they didn't want to poke his eyes in case he struggles. If not, they would have to sedate him, then stitch. But sedation does have some side effects like vomiting and... I didn't want to put him into that situation. BUT knowing Javier's character, he will not let the doctor touch him. He will definitely struggle. So we didn't have the choice but to choose to let them sedate him before stitching. After the decision, we were asked to wait for another 45 mins as we still needed to queue for the operating room.
After waiting for another hour plus, we decided to ask the doctor if we could go off without doing anything – to just leave it as it was. Before I said that, I prayed and asked GOD, if they needed to stitch Javier and left GOD with the decision. The doctor said NO – needed to stitch, otherwise, the scar will be too big. Doctor later suggested numbing the affected area before stitching him to see if he struggles. In the operating room, they had to tie Javier up and wrap him in the blanket, with light shining into his eyes. We all had to leave the room. Javier screamed and shouted... really loud and he was crying...
Mummy, daddy, grandma and grandpa were outside the room praying, praying, praying... When the doctor came out, he asked mummy to follow her for some medication instruction and… the doctor said, "Your son is amazing. He screamed, shouted and cried, BUT he allowed us to stitch him while he was crying. " PRAISE GOD! Knowing Javier, I have never thought that he would allow this.
BUT GOD IS GOOD. He is good all the time. I'm very very sure... HE was there with us.
Melissa Liew
17th September 2006
There is a window in your heart through which you can see God. Once upon a time that window was clear. Life was good, everything seemed well... Then suddenly the window cracked...
A pebble broke the window... a pebble of pain, rejection, failure, shame, or disappointments... My friends, this is reality... In life there are many such times like these - with pebble after pebble striking without any warning.
** Was it a phone call in the early hours of the day????
** Was it a letter that gave bad news?????
** Was it the exam results that you had not expected???
** Was it a diagnosis from the doctor: “I’m afraid I have bad news!”
Whatever the news or incident, the result is the same shattered window!!!!
I know that for some of us, going through such situations or circumstances makes it very difficult to see God or believe in Him!!!
Hi my friends, I am commonly called Uncle Dauglas or UD in this church. I am now 46 years old. Throughout my 46 years of my most interesting and challenging life, I have experienced many pebbles of pain, disappointments, rejections, shame, sadness, anger and hatred. Allow me to show you that God still cares, loves and wants to be with you all the way throughout all these situations. These are some of the highlights of my lowest and highest points in my life!!!!
As with all, the happiest moment is when you are born into this world. But the first pebble hit me when I was only 2 years old when my parents divorced. I could not understand why, but for me that was the first crashing hit on the clear window pane of my life. I was taken care of by my relatives till I was reunited with my dad and his 3rd wife.
In primary school I was a very bright student who managed to be either 1st, 2nd, 3rd or 4th in class. But my parents were not forthcoming in their praise. When I was in primary 3, I was brought to church by my scout master. I truly enjoyed my time there and knew that this was the God I wanted to believe in as this God called Jesus was not the “eerie, horrible, and hard to comprehend” sort of God. Then came another HIT!!! Being the eldest in my family, I had to take all the blame of both my sister and stepbrother’s misbehaviours and faults. My dad used to cane me with lots of cane marks that I was ashamed of, as all my classmates and schoolmates were able to see these marks. Later it became worse when he hit me with his army boots and army belt.
Then came another disaster when my stepmother became mentally ill and could not take care of the house. I was entrusted with this task at the age of 11. I had to care for my siblings and my stepmother while my dad went off with another woman and only came back once a month. It was a heavy load and burden for an 11 year old child to carry.
With all these heavy loads I had to endure, my results suffered. I was retained in Secondary 2 and repeated – it was a pebble of shame. During this time my dad managed to dump his present wife and got us another mother which was “living hell”. I couldn’t imagine living with them. So at the age of 17, I ran away from home and joined the army. In the army I was doing very well and as I wanted to prove to my dad that I could be better than him as he was a regular army officer. I excelled and in 4 years I was holding the rank of a CSM managing a company of soldiers. But I did not have that peace, love and joy that I was searching for so much.
Life to me was full of heartaches, disappointments, problems, unhappiness, troubles and sufferings. To me at that young age as a teenager, it seemed that I was born to suffer!!! I was a born loser!!! Many of my relatives commented about my likeness to my dad: “You look just like your dad, talk like him and walk like him….” Maybe that was the reason why I did not want to continue with my contract. I did not want to be like my dad. Even throughout all these years I was still continuing to go to church for MYF, which is something like what you have here in the youth fellowship. Those were really the happiest times of my life and yet many of my friends did not know what I went through nor knew about my life. They only seemed to know that I am the happiest, craziest guy on earth, the clown of the group.
Actually I am a clown but when all the make up is removed you can see all the tears and pain which no one knows about: The sadness, misery and loneliness that I had to bear all alone, not knowing who to turn to nor to confide in. I was ashamed to share and to let others know about me or my life or my parents. I found my joy, peace and happiness in the MYF meetings that I attended.
Later, after my ROD, I joined the hotel line and did very well. I was promoted to chief steward in less than 9 months. I was really working and working like there was no tomorrow. I was crazily into sports, especially marathon running. I would run about 3-4 marathons a year. I wanted to achieve my 42km run in less than 3 hours 30 mins, but till today I have never achieved that. The closest I attained was 3 hours 47 mins. My average was 4 hours. In doing all this work and running, I left church and had no time for God. I was very involved in the disco era where you could find me in all the hottest discotheques. I even participated in the 24 hours Dance Marathon which I won, both in the endurance and skill competition. I was really on top of the world. Many friends came and just wanted to be associated with me.
Later I left the hotel and was introduced to work with a friend who actually played me out. Another friend did this to me and again I was cheated. All the so-called “friends” that I knew slowly disappeared. Life was miserable and I came back to church and sought the Lord. I wanted to end my life but I was too cowardly to do it. I had no guts to do it. But God knew and I came back to Him and later got my life right again. This time I told the Lord that I am no longer Dauglas Sim Hock Joo but now am a new Dauglas Melvin Sim Hock Joo. It took my lowest moment to come back to God.
Then I was introduced to McDonalds’ where once again I excelled. My life was never the same again. I had a group of friends in church which we called the “small groups”, where we shared and could come together and help one another. I was truly happy and slowly learned more about life in God who, when I surrender completely, will be able to change me inside out. Christianity is not about Do’s and Don’ts but about a real relationship with God who truly, truly loves you and me, and it is a relationship that I will always cherish.
Though I may not be the richest person, may not have the finest house, may not own a plasma TV or car, or even have the best father or mother,
BUT
Indeed I am happy to be ME- God's Walking Miracle!!!!!
.... for I know where I come from and where I am going... (1John 8:1b)
Security means knowing your Identity, Authority and Destiny.
Dear brothers & sisters in our Lord & Saviour Jesus Christ, I would like to thank God for His faithfulness, grace and mercy.
I thank God for healing my right leg. I twisted my right ankle at age of ten. Despite consulting chinese physicians for many months of treatments, my right leg was shorter than my left leg by ¾ inch as a result of the injury.
After I accepted Jesus as my Lord & Saviour in 2001, I started attending healing services/rallies and was prayed for by several healing ministers. However, my condition remained the same. It was probably due to my lack of faith.
On 14th May 2006, I attended a healing rally; after hearing God’s Word preached by Rev Kobus of South Africa, my faith increased. Rev Kobus then asked those who had sinus to go forward to the altar to receive healing. I took a step of faith and stood together with many who went forward expecting God’s healing touch through Rev Kobus.
When Rev Kobus stood in front of me, instead of praying for me to receive healing for my sinus, he said, “Brother, do you have a back ache?” I told him, “Yes, I do, because my right leg is shorter than my left leg.” He seated me on a chair and started praying for me. My right leg grew by ¾ and I was healed by God. Glory be to God.
Mac Lim
21st May 2006
Dear Friends,
I am a healthy male in my forties (nearing my big 5 ‘0’) and married with 3 wonderful children.
In September 2005, I was stricken with Dengue Fever and was warded at Changi General Hospital for a total of 6 days. The doctors did their usual rounds and monitored the general condition of my health during my stay at the hospital.
It became critical when my blood platelet level dropped to a dangerously low of 8 mg/109 parts of blood and escalated to a possible Dengue Hemorrhagic Fever (a normal healthy person would have a blood platelet level of more than 240 mg/109 parts of blood) I had to undergo blood platelet transfusion subsequently.
My loved ones, especially my dear wife, rallied around me to pray for God’s intervention and to heal me of my condition. Many church brothers and sisters also prayed for me during this time of trial.
God is indeed faithful and He healed me of my low platelet count and also restored my health. I was subsequently discharged from the hospital and stayed home to recuperate.
One has to put one’s trust unto God and ask for healing. Just as David faced his Goliath and overcame through God’s strength (not his own), I have faced my own ‘Goliath’ in the form of the Dengue Fever and overcame through God’s divine healing and His Love and Grace.
Praise God!
*Afternote: The doctors also discovered that this was not the first time that I had been affected by the Dengue virus. Through the blood tests, it was confirmed that I had been affected by the Dengue virus many years ago when I was in my childhood. Therefore, having the Dengue virus for the 2nd time made it all the more critical for me and to be healed completely is truly by God’s divine healing.
David Yeo
