I havent blogged here for a while. And when I read this question. Made me think of my testimony. Not sure how many of you have heard my testimony. But I guess I can share it and you will understand what it took to make me believe that Jesus is my Savior.
I heard about God at a young age. I wasn't born into the church, my mom was never a Christian and my dad was but he never attended church. My dad was very anti social, had few friends and he hated all the churches he visited. Enough about my family. In 2nd grade I went to Chinese American International School and I had this really good friend, his name is James Huang. I dont talk to him anymore due to he moved away to college but we were great friends when we were young. I remembered one day I asked him what he did over the weekend and his reply was "I went to church". I never been to church so I was interested. And so I asked him about church. I was so interested I went home and told my mom about church. But my mom said it was stupid. My dad always wanted me to be in some kind of program so I would stay out of trouble. So he got my mom to take me to church, and we went to Cornerstone Evangelical Baptist Church. And I LOVED it. It was fun and I met nice people! That first day I went to church the sunday school teacher asked me if I wanted to be a Christian. Not knowing what I was doing I said yes. (And also I really wanted to get out of the classroom to go play outside! lol)
Now I had the title of a "Christian" but I was never acting like a Christian. I took church as a routine, every sunday I would the same old thing so I didnt really care. All I wanted to do was play with my friends. It didnt really hit me until 6th grade. On December 31, 2001 which was New Years Eve. It was a regular day I woke up, did laundry and me and m mom were going to go out so I went down to see my dad and to give him his laundry and talk to him. When I went down and opened the door, I saw him on the floor. I was so scared I dropped the basket and screamed. My mom came running down she ran up to him and told me to call 911. My mom was screaming and yelling and crying, I didnt know what was going on. I ran outside cause I was so scared for my dad. Police came and the paramedics declared him dead that day. My father passed away at such a young age for me. And me being an only child, family was all I had. I was so sad for the longest time. And I was furious, at God. I thought that God controlled everything and I was mad that he took my dad away. I didnt want to go to church anymore. I hated fellowship, I just didnt want anything to do with church. My mom forced me to go to church, I went but I didnt pay attention. I pretended to have fun but deep down I hated church. I was forced to go to a camp at Cornerstone. I still the remember the drive and I was sitting there telling myself how bad of a time Im going to have. I admit it, it was fun! But I was still furious with God. My dad was ALL I had. I remember there was a sermon talking about letting go and holding grudges, and I knew God was speaking to me. So after the program and whatnot, I approached my leader and we had a nice long talk and I rededicated my life to Christ.
For me it took my fathers passing for me to TRULY accept Jesus as my personal Savior. Its been 7 years now. I of course miss my father dearly. But their were some good things that came out from it. Im a stronger Christian, and I have a great, strong relationship with my mom!
Well yea thats my testimony =) If you guys ever want to know more. Just ask!
wow Daniel...
ReplyDeleteYou are so transparent, it amazes me sometimes. I like how you can get so personal and use it to bring glory to God. Most times, people don't see the good in the bad situation. It must've been really hard for you go through that event...although it is true that I can't relate to your story. You found how God used that situation in a positive way. We might see it as a bad thing in the short run, but we will eventually see the bigger picture in the long run. God works in such a funny way and your story exemplifies that. You change from blaming God to praising Him for what He has done. Thank you for your testimony Daniel, i hope that your story will remind me that there is always a good in a bad....i just need to be patient and let God do His thing.
Thank You Michelle. Im glad my testimony on how I became a Christian touched you. It was actually really hard typing this. I have to admit some tears came out while typing this. I like to think that everything happens for a purpose, if my father didnt pass away, I dont think ill be going to church anymore. Ill be too busy taking are of him. Its great how God works. In the beginning, it sucks, but in the long run their comes something great done by God. And my father is in a better place! =)
ReplyDeleteDaniel, I think you are really bold and couragous for sharing this story, especially because of how hard it must have been to even type this out... It's a bit sad that I haven't read this blog for a long time, and I wish I could have read this post earlier. I'm (like Michelle,) amazed at how open and honest you are.. you open your heart to this church in such a way, and I'm afraid to say that I for one take it for granted. I pray that we could appreciate an openness like yours and support each other in faith. Thank you for sharing your testimony, it means a lot to me.
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