Within the next few weeks, miracles happened after miracles... it was the time around the DVM4 semester break and early DVM5 semester, where we were loaded with project, clinical conferences and clinical rounds, presentations.. small animal rounds.. it was just fully loaded (our timetable). Let me just share a few miracles which i could still remember...
I was doing a project on how certain microorganism (copepods) can kill Aedes larvae. So one part of my project was to breed Aedes larvae. We were given 5 weeks to finish the entire project, which means i had only 2 weeks to breed my larvae (with 4 stages of life, with each stage taking about 3-5 days before moving on to the next stage).
So I started filling up jars and aquariums with waters with hope of Aedes mosquitoes laying eggs there. However, towards the end of the 2 weeks, I still did not have enough Aedes larvae. I started to panic, and I remembered during my few visits to my dad's church, they kept emphasizing, "When you're in fear/trouble, just call out Jesus to help you."
I was a Buddhist/Taoist then, but my circumstances forced me to source out all help available. Friends and lecturers couldn't help me to breed enough larvae. And one night, at the end of my wits, I decided to try praying to Jesus, asking for His help. Early next morning, I rushed to my lab and checked out my aquariums. Praise God! My prayer was answered. There were plenty of Aedes larvae of all stages in all my aquariums, enough to proceed with my project.
I was really amazed. I tried reasoning first. If the mosquitoes started laying eggs yesterday, i would have only stage 1 larvae. Where did stage 2, 3, and 4 larvae came from? It would have taken them at least 10 days to grow in my aquarium, and it was impossible that i have missed them for the past 10 days (because I was desperately looking for larvae everywhere possible for hours, even a stage 1 larva would not escape from my eagle eyes).
I started thinking, was it really Jesus?
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
My first road accident
Talking about water baptism, it is one way of showing to the world that you have decided to follow Christ as the lord of your life, and thus follow His commandments. Superficially, it’s just soaking into water. But there is in fact, a lot of meaning behind it.
Prior to baptism, I was required to give a testimony in front of the church congregation – telling them, what brought you to Christ. Wow, I really had a big headache thinking of what to say. The problem was not that I do not have anything to say. The problem was, I had too much to say and I was given only a few minutes.
So I finally decided to talk about my miraculous accident, back in nov 2004. I was in DVM4 then. That Friday, during lunch break, I decided to go back to my hostel (K12, which was about 3-5km away). The fastest way would be to ride pillion on my friend’s motorcycle. So I borrowed a helmet from FSuen, and in my hurry, accidentally took WChat’s (1st miracle), which was a very heavy, full-head, high quality one. Fsuen’s was the olden day’s type – those that covers only half your cranium with no visor.
As I reached K12, I kept complaining about the helmet, for it was really heavy on my little head. I didn’t realize that I have taken the wrong helmet. My friend and I lingered and relaxed around in hostel, until 1 minute before class starts. As expected, we hurriedly hopped onto the bike. She rides, me pillion. We were seriously (& scarily) speeding on the right lane towards faculty, when suddenly a motorcycle emerged from behind and crashed us. Both bike riders lost control, and my bike suddenly gained a powerful momentum; my friend and I were overthrown as the bike skewed.
There was no time for me to shout/ scream. One moment I was flying in the air head-on (like superman). The next moment I was bumping (like a ball) onto my friend (who has already landed, but I was still bumping and flying over her). After a few bumps on the ground I finally landed. I laid there, still. Eyes closed. My whole body was trembling, shaking. As I opened my eyes, I was horrified to find a big wall only a few cm away from me! (2nd miracle) A difference by the few cm could have had my head crushed against the wall. I was flung about 10m away from the crash site.
I sat up, looked around me and felt the ground. Instead of landing into the middle of the road, I was actually swung to the roadside, “flied” over the road, and bumped onto grasslands! (3rd miracle) It so happened that I was also wearing a jacket and jeans, which were partly torn during the accident, but apart from a few bruises, I was unharmed! (4th miracle) As I removed my helmet which protected my head in the accident, I suddenly recalled that this was the helmet which I had been complaining about. My entire cranium was fine, there was not even a scratch on my face (I bumped and landed face-down).
Suddenly it became clear to me that a divine power was protecting me… setting so many miracles before me only to save me from an accident which I had never anticipated… (To be continued)
Prior to baptism, I was required to give a testimony in front of the church congregation – telling them, what brought you to Christ. Wow, I really had a big headache thinking of what to say. The problem was not that I do not have anything to say. The problem was, I had too much to say and I was given only a few minutes.
So I finally decided to talk about my miraculous accident, back in nov 2004. I was in DVM4 then. That Friday, during lunch break, I decided to go back to my hostel (K12, which was about 3-5km away). The fastest way would be to ride pillion on my friend’s motorcycle. So I borrowed a helmet from FSuen, and in my hurry, accidentally took WChat’s (1st miracle), which was a very heavy, full-head, high quality one. Fsuen’s was the olden day’s type – those that covers only half your cranium with no visor.
As I reached K12, I kept complaining about the helmet, for it was really heavy on my little head. I didn’t realize that I have taken the wrong helmet. My friend and I lingered and relaxed around in hostel, until 1 minute before class starts. As expected, we hurriedly hopped onto the bike. She rides, me pillion. We were seriously (& scarily) speeding on the right lane towards faculty, when suddenly a motorcycle emerged from behind and crashed us. Both bike riders lost control, and my bike suddenly gained a powerful momentum; my friend and I were overthrown as the bike skewed.
There was no time for me to shout/ scream. One moment I was flying in the air head-on (like superman). The next moment I was bumping (like a ball) onto my friend (who has already landed, but I was still bumping and flying over her). After a few bumps on the ground I finally landed. I laid there, still. Eyes closed. My whole body was trembling, shaking. As I opened my eyes, I was horrified to find a big wall only a few cm away from me! (2nd miracle) A difference by the few cm could have had my head crushed against the wall. I was flung about 10m away from the crash site.
I sat up, looked around me and felt the ground. Instead of landing into the middle of the road, I was actually swung to the roadside, “flied” over the road, and bumped onto grasslands! (3rd miracle) It so happened that I was also wearing a jacket and jeans, which were partly torn during the accident, but apart from a few bruises, I was unharmed! (4th miracle) As I removed my helmet which protected my head in the accident, I suddenly recalled that this was the helmet which I had been complaining about. My entire cranium was fine, there was not even a scratch on my face (I bumped and landed face-down).
Suddenly it became clear to me that a divine power was protecting me… setting so many miracles before me only to save me from an accident which I had never anticipated… (To be continued)
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Passover
This is the passover week. I’ve never heard of “Passover” week before this. So don't bother asking me whether i know what it's about. But now, I know.
It started from the time of Moses, when God had wanted to save the Israelites, who were then slaves under Egypt’s reign. That particular day (called Passover Day), the Israelites were commanded to eat lambs as to celebrate a festival to the Lord. The blood from the lamb should be put onto the sides and tops of the doorframes of the houses where they eat the lambs. That same night, God will strike (punish) Egypt. All firstborns, both men and animals shall die. But He will “pass over” the houses with the lamb blood on the doorframes, and leave the men and animals within unharmed. That night, the first child of the Pharaoh died.
Ever since then, the Jews celebrate this festival every year, sacrificing lambs on that day. Years later, Jesus the Messiah came down to Earth from Heaven, fulfilling the prophecies in the Scripture. On the journey to His crucifixion, He was mocked, tortured, tormented, whipped, spat on, pierced on the head, and finally crucified on the cross. How He had suffered! Jesus died on the day of Passover.
He was actually the Passover lamb, who had been sacrificed to free and purify our sins by His blood to bring us to God. Jesus died, was buried and resurrected on the third day.
Dear Jesus, how I thank you this day for being willing to endure the agony and suffering for my sins. Thank you for making me a child of God. In your name, Amen.
It started from the time of Moses, when God had wanted to save the Israelites, who were then slaves under Egypt’s reign. That particular day (called Passover Day), the Israelites were commanded to eat lambs as to celebrate a festival to the Lord. The blood from the lamb should be put onto the sides and tops of the doorframes of the houses where they eat the lambs. That same night, God will strike (punish) Egypt. All firstborns, both men and animals shall die. But He will “pass over” the houses with the lamb blood on the doorframes, and leave the men and animals within unharmed. That night, the first child of the Pharaoh died.
Ever since then, the Jews celebrate this festival every year, sacrificing lambs on that day. Years later, Jesus the Messiah came down to Earth from Heaven, fulfilling the prophecies in the Scripture. On the journey to His crucifixion, He was mocked, tortured, tormented, whipped, spat on, pierced on the head, and finally crucified on the cross. How He had suffered! Jesus died on the day of Passover.
He was actually the Passover lamb, who had been sacrificed to free and purify our sins by His blood to bring us to God. Jesus died, was buried and resurrected on the third day.
Dear Jesus, how I thank you this day for being willing to endure the agony and suffering for my sins. Thank you for making me a child of God. In your name, Amen.
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