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Thank you, Uncle! I've been filled with so much joy recently as I've been writing posts like these. All glory to God , Amen? Last Sunday, as I was on my way to church, walking from Queenstown mrt, walked to the lift, waited for the lift to arrive… I got in, and I was the last to walk out. Right before I walked out, this old man stood right in between the lift and the outside ground (pardon my english), and I was shocked. He turned his head to the side a little to check if I was walking out before he started walking ahead. WHAT?!?!?? Someone PLEASE tell me I'm not the only one who got touched by that action of love! I was reminded of how because of sin, the path between God and us was cut off.. gone.. Until Jesus came in to fill the gap and created a new path for us to be reunited with God! He sacrificed himself. This life uncle was so old, so frail, and he could have very well just pressed the 'door open' button, but no, he put his entire body in between

Silly me I know it's really dumb to blog right now, at 2am when I'll probably have to get up at 8am later and will be out of the house till 8pm at night… I still wanna say it before I forget! :D So this is a story about silly me being silly . All these years, looking around me, I've seen many who have no hope in their lives. No love. No faith. As I grew up as a christian, maturing spiritually, my heart for God's people, those who've yet to come to know Christ and accept him, grew . It mattered to me so much that even when I was about 9 years old, I felt compelled to bring someone I knew who was a non-christian to Christ. She was a muslim. She was my maid. The very first person whom I wished to know Christ… somehow, through asking her how long she could hold her breath underwater and then later telling her to practice holding her breath for a minute. Laugh now . Of course, I grew up and I understood that being a Christian isn't just holding your breath u