More than three years ago when I first came to Canada, like most of the newcomers, I felt so excited, and also a little bit insecure. Because it's a totally new environment for us, we have the language barrier, and also barely know anybody here to ask for help. However, we got another opportunity to start a "new life" here, so I asked myself: What do I want to be? What should I do with my life? At that time, I did not know anything about the Bible, and had zero knowledge about Jesus Christ.
Later on, I made some friends and some of them are Christian, they loaned me their Bibles, and that was the first time God knocked at my door, but my heart was not open yet. I was still living a purposeless sinful life! Then about one year later, I went back to school, and I got a chance to attend Dave and Kathy's (they are missionaries) Bible study at York University, and some time later, I also got the chance to go to Steve and Bea's small group on Sunday.
During those times, I learned a lot about God from the studies, and some personal stories we shared in those groups. Now I have been attending Bible study for about one year; the more time I spend on studying the Bible, I feel the closer God draws me to Himself. In the Bible, I learned that God is love; and also in it I found the answers to my questions. It's in Christ that we find out who we are and what we are living for. Step by step, my door starts to open. And then I got Christian books from my Christian friends, and those books made me really think about the meaning of life, the purpose of life. In the Bible, God says, "I know
what I am planning for you, I have good plans for you, not plans to hurt you. I will give you hope and a good future." God has showed miracles to me; now I believe in God, I want a good future, I want to live a purpose driven life, and I finally made
up my mind. I want to be a sheep who listens to the shepherd's voice, I want to follow Jesus.
When I told my friends about my decision, the greatest decision I've ever made in my life! They were very happy for me; those friends who are not Christians asked question like, "what's the benefit for following Jesus?" And I told them, "you will have a relationship with God, and you get eternal life, what's better than that?" Now when I look back in my life, I see how amazing God is. I am very thankful to God for everything God has done to save me; now here I am: "Jesus, I believe in You and I receive You. I commit my sin and my life into your hands. Amen!"
I’ve been attending Malvern Baptist Church for 15 years now. Every Sunday there would be the same routine of attending morning services and Sunday school. My attitude also seem to be like a routine as well, because during Sunday Service I would not do much but sing praise, pray, and sit there playing with my fingers, and sometimes listen to the message. Then again, I would sit and listen in my Sunday classes, but not really taking in what I have learned. But things changed, after being a Christian for about 5 years now. During those 5 years, I have matured a lot. I have grown spiritually and knowing the truth of what being a Christian is all about: Serving God and worshipping Him daily.
November of 2004 was the starting mark of my farther maturing in Christ. I attended a Youth Missions Night at Miliken Gospel Church. Pastor Stephen Hawkins was the speaker for the night. His message really hit me in the head, as a wakening sign. The message was about the people in third world countries; how they do not really have many resources that we living in the West have: (Bibles, Christian books, Praise and Worship songs), and yet they have such great amount of faith with their limited resources. In contrast to us, in my opinion we depending much of these resources to grow in our faith. During that message, I had thought to myself of why we are so grateful in North America and how we take for granted of everything we have. After I went home, I prayed to God that night about thinking of serving Him in a country that is not as fortunate as Canada or the United States of America.
Several months of thinking and praying to God about my decision, I finally came to a conclusion of going to Bolivia (border of Peru and Brazil) in South America. There I would be working with the poor, children ministry and doing construction. I felt that Bolivia is one of the countries that God has called me for. Because God loves all of His creations, the poor and the children included.
After making my decision of going on this mission trip, my next challenge would be in gathering all the finance I would need to get to Bolivia. But I had no idea of how I would be able to raise $4000 for this 2 months trip. Somehow, I have raised $4000+ for this trip. For a month, I went on a door-to-door to ask strangers for donations, and raising $500. My church also supported me with $2000; I thank the Lord for His provision every time when I may share about my Bolivia experience.
Finally the day came for me to go on this mission trip; our team landed safely in Bolivia. When I have stepped on the ground of Bolivia, I thought it was still like a dream to me that I am actually in Bolivia, and at that point I wanted to cry so badly, because of God’s blessings that all have happened. For the next 8 weeks my team and I would wash babies in poor areas every Thursday and Saturday evenings. While during the week we would be working at an orphanage and doing maintenance. As each day has gone by, I would think to myself of how fortunate it is for us North Americans to have so many goods. While other third world countries like Bolivia would barely have anything to survive each day.
Bolivia is known as one of Latin America’s poorest country; where 70% of the population is living on a $2/day basis. The thing that amazes me the most is how these Bolivians Christians have such great faith, and yet have no resources to depend on. We in the West, some of our homes we would even have 5-10 Bibles as Pastor Stephen Hawkins has said in Youth Missions Night 2004.
The experience I had would be explained to be life-changing, eye-opening, and desirable. Life-changing because after spending 8 weeks in Bolivia, I felt more humbled and servant-hearted. I don’t need to feel as if I am useless and that I can not do anything to serve God anymore; instead, I feel more energized and happy when I am serving God. This experience gave me a heart for the poor and for the children, and makes me more and more like Jesus’ character. I also feel as if God is calling me to be a missionary either now or later. This trip was an eye-opener for me because it was my first time leaving North America, going to a third world country and seeing for the first time, how Bolivia’s economy, culture, and religion are like. Another part of this mission trip is that I was blessed to get the opportunity to go sightseeing. We went to Inca Ruins and also hiked a 17,000 foot mountain, and see how wonderful of a Maker God is. Lastly, I feel as if I have more of a desired heart to serve God after this missions trip, that whenever there’s an opportunity to serve Him; I would not back out and give an excuse I have. My time spent in Bolivia was not long; in fact, I felt 8 weeks is too short. Next time I believe that I would like to go on a mission trip for as long as half a year.
In Matthew 28:19-20, it says “Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” These are the words that Jesus had told His eleven disciples. So I encourage all of you to take these words to heart and pray to God about it. The things that I had experienced have changed my life forever! I believe that God has greater plans for each and everyone of us. What is your next step?
来自: Rex Chan
Like most kids at church, I was born in a Christian family. I attended Sunday service regularly in Hong Kong. However, when I moved to Canada, things started to get busy; we started to attend service less and less eventually to the point where we didn’t go at all. Although I’ve always did believe in a God, but to me, he was more like a fictional character from a book rather than a loving father. For my whole entire life, I’ve buried myself very deep in the world. It came to the point where I started cutting myself in the arms with scars that still remain till today. It wasn’t until in grade nine that my life went totally down hill. My marks dropped from 80’s to 70’s, I started to curse more often, lied to my parents, and deceived my friends.
The turning point in my life was in grade ten. My friend gave me a glimpse Christianity, so when she asked me to attend the Teen’s Conference; I decided to go out of curiosity. At TC, the messages and the workshops really made an impression on me. I was astonished at the crowds who were rejoicing, and out crying to their coming King. The afternoon of the second day, Pastor Kirk invited those who have not accepted the Lord as their personal saviour to come forward. I was so touched by the brothers’ and sisters’ living testimony at the conference that I decided to accept Lord Jesus. Later on when my captain prayed with me, I felt I was reconciled with Him once again.
When I accepted Christ, I didn’t realize back then that my life will be changed forever. However, I did find a purpose in life which made me feel worthy. From the day I accepted Christ, brothers and sisters have shown me how to live a Christian life – a sinless life. I’ve also gained a desire of reading his word everyday. I’ve realized over the months that the Bible is truly a flowing fountain, the living word. Although it was written two thousand years ago, I can fully relate it to my everyday life.
After receiving his grace and mercy over this past year, I’ve finally made up my mind up to be baptized. During Sunday school classes, Uncle Victor taught us a lesson on what baptism is and I believe that I am ready to tell everyone that I no longer belong to this world, yet to my Lord Jesus. I want to be dead in my transgressions and saved by His holy grace.
A question that was brought to my attention when I thought about Christianity; is it a highway and Jesus Christ is the vehicle all the way to Heaven?
Prior to Baptism it was just driving on a street that went in circles like the streets on Peanut Plaza. Baptism day, and I stopped driving in circles, I slowly moved towards the highway on Finch and suddenly I found myself in Cruise control for several weeks. Now I am on the Highway and on Cruise control, leaning back on my seat, just relaxing and enjoying the ride. Weeks later, Cruise control went malfunctioning and I suddenly had to regain control of the steering wheel. It is unusual now and sometime it seems hard to steer. Currently, the road is filled with gravels and pedestrians that I need to maneuver to avoid accidents from happening. Sometime it's so hard that I say to myself, why am I driving when I can just watch from afar? Because I know I have already gone to the place I want to be at, and this trail is only a re-run.
"For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ…" Ephesians 1:4-5 (NIV)
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Breakfast at McDonald's
This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):
I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree.
The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with. Her last project of the term was called "Smile." The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.
I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway, so, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.
Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did.
I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible "dirty body" smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was "smiling". His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance.
He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears as I stood there with them. The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.
He said, "Coffee is all Miss" because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm). Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.
I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Thank you."
I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope." I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, "That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope."
We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we are believers.
That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.
I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in "my project" and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, "Can I share this?" I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.
In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my husband, son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student. I graduated with one of the b iggest lessons I would ever learn: UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.
Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.
If you think this story has touched you in any way, please send this to everyone you know. There is an Angel sent to watch over you. In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.
An Angel wrote:
Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
To handle yourself, use your head. To handle others, use your heart. God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its nest.
[Behalf of TJLIT, thank you for this beautiful and touching story. Please share this story with those you loved!]