When Christ Enters My Life

I was born in a Christian family. My parents took me for baptism (Methodist churches culture) and I'm a so called "Christian"since young. My parents sent me to Sunday School (where kids learn about the Bible) and also joined the Sunday worship every Sunday. Therefore, Christians stories from the Bible was taught to me but I don't have any sorts of wondering the "hows" and "whys". I just accepted what was taught. Due to my personality, I don't love giving others myself a bad reputation. I hated to be shameful and cared about how others think about me. Hence, I always tried my best to be a"good boy" when I'm away from home and kept pleasing Sunday School's teachers by being really attentive and by answering their questions.

As time flies, I went into my secondary school life, the place where I started to be the real me, not pretending to be a "good boy" anymore. I started using vulgar words in my conversation with my school friends. I remember there were once when my sister and I were in the car arguing and our parents were off the car visiting a furniture shop, I get to mad and angry and I scolded my sister with the "F" word (first time I use it in my life). When I scroll back my old Facebook comments, I still can find find those posts where I commented with vulgar words.

Besides that, I got in love with a girl through Facebook! Sounds interesting? We'll see.

I got into the relationship very seriously until we gave each other gifts during our birthdays. This boy girl relationship had broken my relationship with my parents. I won't listen to any advices given by my parents and always argued with them about the relationship I had, my studies and bad attitudes I had whenever I speak to them. I shouted at them when I got angry especially when I can't win in the argument. I also locked myself up in my personal room and throwing temper towards them, don't wished to see them and hated them so much! My anger grew as my hatred grew.

When I'm 14 years old, I had a very loyal and sincere Christian friend, named Joshua Ng, a great pianist tough sat with me in my class. Due to his presence beside me daily, he used the spare time to tell me about some Bible knowledge, taught me about how a Christian life should be and also beat me when I used some vulgar words in my conversations. My patience then grew towards outsider (means exclude family members). Indeed, I didn't fight back or argue with him on what he did and told me. I just listened and accepted what information I got from him. In my age 15, I continued to be a school prefect so that I could have some "authority" and "power" in school and buying myself an insurance for not being bullied by others. I became a strict prefect and always minus points of students when they offended the school rules. Although it might be a small matter offended such as did not tuck in their clothes well enough and speaking vulgar words, I had no mercy to them.

After my PMR examination (now was named as PT3), I joined a Christian camp - 3 Holiday Camp, which had really brought up the gospel message and impacted me on how wrong I am to keep offending God in the things I've done in my life. I felt guilty for my sins. Hey! A Christian guy saying vulgar words and being disrespectful to parents, I had definitely lost an image of Christ! I am shameful to expose my story. Fortunately, God opened my heart and mind through this camp and I knew that my wrong doings will be forgiven as Jesus had died on the cross and taken away the punishments I should actually bear for my sins. Since then, I realized how important is His death as if the thing doesn't happen, I would bear my own punishments. Through confessions and repentance truly from my heart, I knew that He will forgive me.

This is how God changed me. Jesus came to my life, changing the old me, showing me the path I should walk and giving me hope for my future. I'm not perfect, although I might still offend my parents, but at least arguments isn't that harsh. God doesn't change me in a blink of eye, it takes time. He first let me realized my mistakes and then through my willing heart to change me, with the help and advices of friends, family and church, to "renew" me.