September 11, 2004
September 11th. A day of infamy for most Americans and yet, it was a day of joy for me. It was the day I made the decision to accept Jesus once again and got myself baptised. The day started off really in a rush because Chung Wei came down to my room at 7:55am and knocked on my door when we were supposed to be leaving at 8am. Little did he know that I overslept and really only woke up when he knocked on my door! Antonius was downstairs waiting when we bundled into the car and shuttled off to Malvern for the baptism.
When we arrived, I was shocked to see that there were more people than I'd thought there would be. Almost four times the number of people I expected and I was so afraid I'd choke on my words when it was my turn to give my testimony. But amazingly, I didn't. I kept my cool, through God's grace, and began to deliver my testimony. Although it wasn't a great one, but I felt that it really meant alot to me and I guess that's all that matters.
The baptism itself was fun. We were singing songs and there were people strumming on the guitar as I was baptised in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. The immersion in the water was brief but when I did emerge from it, I felt refreshed. Like some sort of dark curtain had been drawn and the sunlight streamed in endlessly.
To end this post, I'd just like to thank Antonius, Chung Wei, Keith, Kien, Ivy, Ruth, Chinling, Christian, Ian and anyone whom I forgot to mention who turned up. I will be concentrating on developing myself as a Christian so I can better serve both my Christian brothers and sisters while ministering to those not saved. Praise God for He is good.
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