This week has been a significant one so far..


I spent my week organizing my stuff..training, gym, etc. I was supposed to go to Thailand on thursday/friday..but it just so happened that on thursday afternoon, we heard about the political strife in Thailand and my dad decided to cancel the trip.



In the end, I went with Shine to City Harvest Church Jurong West for their Easter Service.

Initially i felt that this was just..another service, another evangelical pressing- another Church Recruitment thing..new friends..service..saved, etc. i wasn't that excited.

But hey, as i went there..as i talked and caught up more with shine, as i talked to her friends, got into the atmosphere..watched the play, something really ignited in me that i've not felt in a long time. I felt that this isn't just another play or service or something to get the new friends excited about..but it's really about God and the Lost.

This is about Lives. Destinies.

I was impressed and impacted when the Risen Jesus raised Carmen (the protagonist Silas's daughter) from the dead, even after Silas himself used to mock Jesus..claim himself the superior 'messiah', etc..



As Pastor Kong preached the Word of God, i felt my ears and heart were opened to a whole old dimension.


Yes you saw it right, old.

I started to remember God's Awesome Grace in my life and how he changed me from the inside out.




I was Born with Asperger's Syndrome, a problem based in the spectrum of Autism that really inhibited social understanding and interaction. The Psychologist my mum brought me to tried her best to diagnose and put me on a path of treatment, but she did not have high hopes for me and even thought that i would grow up a depressed child.

I suffered alot in Primary school. I had problems talking to people, making friends, maintaining relationships, following rules. I took things for granted. I had major issues with work, i did not see any purpose in studying, any effort required. I didn't have dreams.

As i approached secondary school..some of my friends started telling me about Jesus Christ and what He had done on the cross for all of us. I was a believer of the buddhist philosophy at that time..and i turned them down. In fact, after many invitations to church..invitations to say the sinner's prayer, I began to get irritaited.. How could a man rise from the dead? If God is God as He is, why not just make sin..go away and just clean us up? If God is so good why are there sufferings in this world?

In Secondary school, i began to become involved with people from other schools..we didn't study, went out alot, skipped school..enjoyed life, took things for granted. We were really near delinquents.. I felt my life spiralling downwards because of all these things..but yet, i felt elated to a certian extent to have friends who i can communicate with and understand..

Around this time, i began to despise and discredit Christians. I was unhappy about how they reached out to others..how they rebuked us for worshipping idols, how they stepped beyond their boundaries..how they just showed hypocritical behaviour. An incident at a relative's funeral spurred me into further hate.. Christians and non christians in the family became bitterly divided over who should take the body and the rites to be done. and the Christians started it all instead of respecting our stand..

Eventually, I decided to become an antichristian. And i succeeded to a certian extent..i encouraged people to turn away, even made others hate God..

But God is a graceful God. a wonderful God.

One day, i woke up to find a deep, deep hunger in my heart. Not a hunger for food, a hunger for love, but just a deep hunger to find out more about God. Who was this God? What did He do? why are they so fanatical..so pressing, his believers? i decided to find answers to this religion instead of just hating it blindly..

As i went around visiting churches, reading the bible , i began to give up on religion and fighting Christianity.. One day, i was doing my usual mischief, i was making fun of people..and in really weird circumstances, i became friends with a girl who i was having a petty argument over the superiority of cca's.

one day, this girl asked me to come to church..the instant that happened, i felt really angry, i bombed her with all sorts of stuff..'discreapancies' in the bible, false preachers/pastors, wrong teaching, christian fanatics, hypocrites..i turned her down and encouraged her to step away from church.

but one that about this girl struck me- she didn't give up on inviting me to church. One day, i went for her cell group. This is what happened..we met up with the cg..introduced ourselves, etc. and as the message about faith closed, the CGL began to pray for people..and she came to me. I didn't even know her name. She began to speak about my life and struggles that i've faced, and told me that God was watching and understands..and sometimes we just need to run to Him. give Him a chance. She prayed for an encounter with God to come in my life. I was just blown away. A person whom i've just met for half an hour or so, tell me things about my life and struggles, speak the words i needed to hear in my life?

I decided to give Jesus a Chance. I just said.."Lord, Jesus, whoever you are, if you are real, if you watch over me, I ask you into my life." and at that moment, God spoke into my life for the very first time.

"Put your Faith in your Heart and in ALL you do. NEVER GIVE UP."





and being in church, seeing those many, many many people saved in front of the stage in the auditorium, i felt the same grace that i felt the first few moments i was saved.

My God, the Grace He poured down in my life was incredible. just incredible.


and wow, it was just incredible. i felt doors open. i felt ministered to.

'Your time isin't over. there is more."

i felt a deep, deep hunger for more then, i really felt thrown back into the water. Worship, God, Jesus, Everything. all at once.



i know. it's not over. it's not over. it's not over. it's not over.

there's more in store. there's more.



God is just amazing.