I was rushing back hometown two days ago in order to take my original academic transcripts and other relevant documents for my up coming interview next week.
These documents have long been buried down in my closet ages ago since I last applied jobs. All my academic transcripts and testimonials were cluttered up together with my other stuffs I brought back from Australia. Not working and free, I decided to clean up the clutter and keep things in good order. Flipping through these almost out of the ark documents (included documents since primary school) I came across one stake of birthday cards given by my friends of campus team bible study group while I attended the Waverley Christian Fellowship (“WCF”) back in year 2000, together with some pictures we took eight years ago. My gaze was on these cards and pictures for quite a while, gracious and sweet memories were slowly evoked from my heart.
It had been almost 8 years I did not contact these friends. The last time we saw each other was at the Melbourne International airport in year 2001. These are the people who make me feel very much at home during my stay in Australia. I went to pursue my tertiary degree in Monash alone. The new environment did set me adrift initially, but I rapidly made the acquaintances of a few Malaysian, with some Christian, students within a month. I was brought to WCF by these Christian friends and that seems to be a right place where it’s at for me to mingle with the local people so that I can be better acquainted with their cultures.
I really feel touched every time I went to attend the cell group and it is amazing to “share” many things with my cell members. As a non Christian, my cell group leader understands the awkwardness I may encounter in the church, hence she promises me to be very patient. I was a skeptic then and was quite resistant to Christianity. Though I did not convert myself into a Christian till now, but at the very least I can now accept Christianity completely. The cell group actually offers me their heartiest fellowship and hence much peace and joys abodes in me then. There is one time; my cell group leader washed our feet just as how Jesus Christ did to his disciples. It moved me so much that I feel the grace of the whole thing.
How sweet it is when we held our hands together, singing the songs to rejoice the presence of God and feel the breath and touches of the holy spirits; how joyful it is for all the activities that we participated together encompass Christmas carol in old folks home to many more parties and gatherings that we used to have. I feel that I can be attached to them. Should I baptize myself becoming a brother and sister with them in Christ, I am sure it will be awesome.
Being a free thinker would not come amiss for me in the mean time. Thanks friends, I will try to keep in touch with all of you guys once again for you are the one who teach me how to open up myself, how to share and how to hug one another and celebrate the grace of the God.
These documents have long been buried down in my closet ages ago since I last applied jobs. All my academic transcripts and testimonials were cluttered up together with my other stuffs I brought back from Australia. Not working and free, I decided to clean up the clutter and keep things in good order. Flipping through these almost out of the ark documents (included documents since primary school) I came across one stake of birthday cards given by my friends of campus team bible study group while I attended the Waverley Christian Fellowship (“WCF”) back in year 2000, together with some pictures we took eight years ago. My gaze was on these cards and pictures for quite a while, gracious and sweet memories were slowly evoked from my heart.
It had been almost 8 years I did not contact these friends. The last time we saw each other was at the Melbourne International airport in year 2001. These are the people who make me feel very much at home during my stay in Australia. I went to pursue my tertiary degree in Monash alone. The new environment did set me adrift initially, but I rapidly made the acquaintances of a few Malaysian, with some Christian, students within a month. I was brought to WCF by these Christian friends and that seems to be a right place where it’s at for me to mingle with the local people so that I can be better acquainted with their cultures.
I really feel touched every time I went to attend the cell group and it is amazing to “share” many things with my cell members. As a non Christian, my cell group leader understands the awkwardness I may encounter in the church, hence she promises me to be very patient. I was a skeptic then and was quite resistant to Christianity. Though I did not convert myself into a Christian till now, but at the very least I can now accept Christianity completely. The cell group actually offers me their heartiest fellowship and hence much peace and joys abodes in me then. There is one time; my cell group leader washed our feet just as how Jesus Christ did to his disciples. It moved me so much that I feel the grace of the whole thing.
How sweet it is when we held our hands together, singing the songs to rejoice the presence of God and feel the breath and touches of the holy spirits; how joyful it is for all the activities that we participated together encompass Christmas carol in old folks home to many more parties and gatherings that we used to have. I feel that I can be attached to them. Should I baptize myself becoming a brother and sister with them in Christ, I am sure it will be awesome.
Being a free thinker would not come amiss for me in the mean time. Thanks friends, I will try to keep in touch with all of you guys once again for you are the one who teach me how to open up myself, how to share and how to hug one another and celebrate the grace of the God.
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