In a world where sensuality is popularised and made commonplace, where money is all that matters and success is determined by the number of degrees you hold, I thank God for letting me come to know Him. I thank Him for loving me and I thank Him for helping me stand strong in this lost world.
He told me to guard my heart because it is the wellspring of life. He told me how terrible it was to sin, because it signified that I would be separated from God. He told me to love others just as He loved me.
Some people may think it’s scary, to give up your lives for God. Why are we Christians believing in a God that we cannot see? Aren’t we supposed to live our lives for ourselves? To seek true happiness? To serve mankind?
But I cannot believe that we were just created through a random event in the universe. I cannot believe that our Creator did not make heaven and earth simply out of love. How can we possibly live a live to fulfill our self-centred purposes when we wouldn’t even exist without Him?
I recall my life after I prayed to God that I put my future in His hands. He then brought me to HKU to study medicine and my life took a major turn. My life of happiness in ignorance turned into a life of suffering in Christ. Not like major suffering and all, but I realised that being a Christian meant struggling against wordly rules and principles. If I had never made it to HKU, away from home, I would have probably not taken my faith seriously. I would not become who I am today.
So when I look back, I see God’s grace in everything. Every single event is pre-planned, is part of the Jesus Christ boot camp that I signed up for years ago. I fell, I cried, I prayed and I got up.
I don’t know what made me write this post today. I guess this has been in my mind for quite a long time. I just didn’t know how to put it in words.
Thank you, Lord, for giving me happiness even in suffering.
