To all those who supported us as a couple or individually. Thank you... You have been a blessing to us and thank you for walking this journey with us. 

Me, Rowan and Nick 

Me and my "best" friend chris. Heh, i hate playing favorites, but the thing is that we went through thick and thin together. He is a special friend which can never be replaced. 

Brothers in arms 

Lee and Lee (Paul and me both have "Lee" as our surnames) 

My 2 incredibly wonderful and beautiful comm members 

Life in Crusade!!! Hilarious!!! 

My girlfriend of 7 years. 

Of fish and men

What is a man capable of in his lifetime? What determines if he or she has been successful in life? Popularity? Money? Knowledge? Children? Lives he or she has touched?

So many perspectives, so little time.

Below is an interesting picture which was taken quite some time back.
Made me think quite a fair bit.



What have i been up to lately? What have i been feeling? Taiyong says that i might what to hold back abit on what i share on this blog in case i paint a bad image of myself and my beliefs, and i agree with him.

But also, i don't really type this blog to paint a false image of myself.

Like about Christianity, like what my friend aptly puts it, The Kingdom of God is here and not yet.
The war has been won the moment Christ rose from the dead, abolishing the stranglehold of sin, but yet the full measure of the victory is only here when Jesus comes back the 2nd time.

Christians suffer and experience pain, the bible says so, as we are expected to partake in His suffering so that in the end we will partake in His victory, and that we are also supposed to rejoice in suffering as it builds our character.

In Hebrews it even talks about Godly discipline (not punishment) from God a father uses loving discipline on his children for their own good.

And yes, there is freedom, victory, peace and joy experienced too.

I'm still walking this walk with Jesus and there are times when i fail Him. But yet, the understanding of His forgiveness and His love brings about such a relief that allows me to function and be a better person and to love others more.

However, it is a walk, a journey, an adventure which one might make many mistakes and experience its consequences, but i know that i am never alone and He picks me up to continue this journey we call life.

So what does this have to do with the picture i posted?
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I'm at a point of life where i think i'm in a positions or in positions rather which i think i'm so inadequate to fill.

I have very little to offer. Like those 2 fish in the hand, i really have so little to offer. But yet there is so much to do, so many things to plan, so people to care for.

I have too little to give. I only have these 2 fish, and i can hardly feed 1 with these fish, what more the so many people who are under my stewardship. At times, when really dispair at what little i have to give.

Then i am reminded that its normal for me to feel this way. It is the truth. I am just a mere man. Of course i have little.
Thats life.

In the bible, Jesus took a few pieces of bread and fish from a boy and He multipiled it via a miracle and it fed 5 thousand men (note: children and women not included in the number) , and not only that, when everyone ate to their full, there were 12 large baskets of leftovers.

I have so little, but like how the boy just gave what he had, i too can only give God what i have, the little that i have and allow Him to multiply what i have to give to others.

In my weakness ( which is ever so often), His strength is made perfect.
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When i went to the mission trip to JB, we were supposed to give a children's programme and a youth programme. We did not know who would turn up or how we would do it but well, we just went there to do our best.

I was tasked with 3 things to do, puppeteering, teaching children ballon sculpting and to give a talk to the youths.

To cut a long story short, we prepared everything and it was done in english. Our Pamphlets, our skit, the talk, the games. And guess what?

The youths and kids spoke mainly chinese and hardly any english.

We were stunned but have no choice but to pray and to move on.

"The show must go on!!!"

We did the programme with whatever chinese we could muster up amd well, the kid did not understand the puppet show at all but they were actually attracted and amused, Then we started praying for them and shared the gospel with them personally which was not planned at all. Then Auntie led 10 plus kids to Christ that afternoon, using whatever chinese we knew.

then we did balloon sculpting, was immensely fun working with children, but well.... wanna cut the long story short, these kid really enjoyed themselves and so did we, but we were poofed. around 40 kids came of which 30 were non-christians. I was amazed with what God was doing.

Then came the night event.

I prepared the sermon in english and was thinking that it should be no problem. But when i realised that i had no interpretor ( no seasoned one i rather, Janice offered to translate), i was gripped with fear. What am i to do?

Then an hour beforethe talk, i felt God say to me. Glenn, preach in chinese.
I felt so strongly convicted by what God said and i said, haha, well, ok, what do i have to lose? Lord, You lead i follow lah, anyway, its You who tell me to mah. if anything happen, not my fault? (yes. Treading on dangerous ground talking to the Almighty that way, but well, He is my Heavenly Father who loves me.)

So anyway, with new found boldness, i decided to follow this prompting and to preach in chinese.

I approached Janice and i told her: Janice, i will be preaching in chinese, can you interpret in english?

I think that she was stunned.

Anyway, when it came for me to to preach, the most amazing thing happened.

I felt extreme peace and when i opened my mouth, the chinese which was needed came out. I just preached without any difficulty as Janice interpreted in english. IT WAS AMAZING!!!

The chinese which came out was not your simple chinese, nor was it extrememly "chiem" chinese, but it was fluent and perfectly understandable coherent chinese. I was too excited with preaching to be stunned. I just went on and on and on. I hardly wanted to stop.I just felt so much conviction to preach the good news to these youths.

Then i preached to one point, Janice stopped interpreting, i could not understand why, but i really couldn't stop , i just went on and on, i just wanted so much to tell them the love of God and God's plan and purpose for them. I started to interpret myself.

I preached in chinese, then i interpreted myself in english, and this just went on and on. I just wanted to keep going.

And finally, when i gave the alter call....

I saw hand after hand raise up.

I was too tired to be stunned and whole incident only hit me when the whole event was over.

Close to 20 people accepted Jesus as their Lord and Savior that night, which included a family which came.

I asked Janice later that night why she stopped interpreting and she said the most amazing thing.

She felt the power of God just envelope her as i was preaching and she was too overwhelmed to contine interpreting. And as i was hearing this, i was like.... WOW!!!
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End of the day, i understood one thing, that God uses the weak to do amazing things. I had the privillage to be used in such a way.

I understood, that all i needed to do was to be willing to give what little i have and be obedient in the instructions given, and He will multiply whatever i have to bear the kind of fruit that i can hardly imagine.

Now, i stand at the crossroads of decision making, and i want to tell the Lord, i have this little, and all i have in the world are these 2 fish, small and dinky.

But i know, that God, You would multiply these fish to feed the multitudes for Your glory.

Whew, thank God for God. (Its really harder to do then it sounds, to surrender and humble oneself before God, but well, guys, pray for me. I think i need it. Thanks)

g

Missions Part 1

Came back from a mission trip not too long ago and it was amazing and at the same time, very humbling. I came to realise how big God is and how small i am, which is a duh thing, but in the sub-concious recesses of our minds, we do tend to think of ourselves bigger than we really are.

Went on a mission trip to JB with Janice, Dan, Auntie Amy, Melanie, Emeline and Auntie Angela.

The people whom we are to reach are young children and youth in Taman University area in JB.

When i went there, i really had no idea what to expect. Going to for this trip wasn't exactly the thing i was looking forward to as i was having my classes for special semester in NUS, so in order to accomodate, i had to go on a later date, while the rest of the team went to JB 2 days earlier than me.

At that point of time when i had to go to JB on my own to meet up with the team, that was when God's blessing started .

1st incident
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Just for everyone's information, i'm broke. There is no past tense in that sentence. I am at the very present moment and at that point of time, broke.

With my penniless state, i was faced with the uphill task of paying for my bus fare to JB and my cab fare in JB to reach Taman Perling. It was an unerving and demoralising start for this reluctant mission tripper.

I started to look around in my room for change and all that, and somehow, i remembered that i had some Ang Baos from last new year from my malaysian relatives which i had not opened yet. And Praise God, i found 22 ringgit in it, enough for my cab fare and a few dollars to spare to have my meals in JB.

So i started my journey at 5am, taking the bus to bugis where i can take the "Causeway Link" buses. I asked for the fare and it was $2.40.

I started to dig my wallet and my bag and my total assests amounted to $2.50. I paid the fare and off i went.

2nd incident
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On my way to JB, i was stuck in the jam for 3 hours. So starting off from tampines at 5am, i reached Taman Perling at 10pm. ( talk about efficient...) Not that i'm complaining cos i really needed the sleep, but COME ON!!!! 5 HOURS!!!! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME???

Anyway, i reached Dan's home in Taman Perling and started to help out with the preperations for the evangelism programe which we were going to have.

As we were preparing, we heard the doorbell.

"Ding Dong!" then a man said, "Is there a Mr Lee Yin-liang?"

When i heard it, i was extremely puzzled, why on earth would someone in JB know my name?

It turns out that i dropped my passport at the font gate and the man found it!!!

I was totally horrified!!!! ( Think about it, it could have dropped in the cab which i took!!! And my exams were on the next week, if i can't go back to singapore in time to study due to immigration issues, i think my module and grades can kiss SAYONARA!!!)

God's hand really is on me and the team and more amazing things were to follow, of which blew my mind....

Stay tuned...