This is a powerful testimony from Sue Ling from E7, City Harvest Malaysia:
I come from a family that does not give emphasis on religion. Religion did not play an important role in my life until the day I got saved. I was saved when I was 14. It wasn’t the pastor’s speech which ministered nor was it the music that touched me. It was a stir in my heart that day, when I attended church to celebrate New Year’s Eve. The stir in my heart was so strong that I just had to raise my hand to accept Christ as my personal Lord and Savior. I learnt through the years that it was the touch of God.
My parents, when they found out, forbade me from attending church. I was a little discouraged yet I prayed. Not knowing how to pray, I talked to God like a friend and ending it with an “Amen”. I kept on praying that God would open my parent’s heart so that I would be able to attend church. I was praying for their salvation at the same time. A year later, my mother allowed me to attend church after my PMR. She told not to get too involved. I continued praying for their salvation. Year after year, nothing happened. I kept on persevering and I served God at the same time in the worship ministry. I kept on having faith and believing that they would one day come to know Christ as their personal Lord and Savior.
In the beginning of this year, I felt the urgency to bring my mother to church. I kept on asking her to attend church. She still said no. I didn’t know why but I just had the utmost urgency to share the gospel to her. I told her about Jesus and her friends did give her some Christian books to read. This year, in the middle of April, my mother was diagnosed with leukemia. My mother accepted Christ when she was in the hospital. I still remember the day she accepted Christ as her Lord and Savior. She was so strong. She was no longer afraid of death, and not even afraid of leaving me as we were very close. Before she passed away, she even told my father that she was a Christian now and to make sure that everyone knew that. My dad was very supportive. He told our whole family that my mother’s a Christian now and she wants a Christian burial. I could see God’s work in the midst of this situation. I sensed Him lifting and delivering my mother, my father and me through the whole situation. The day my mother passed away, two weeks after she was diagnosed, I could feel God telling me that He wanted my mother in heaven with Him. He spoke to me so clearly. People are amazed at how strong I am with dealing with my mother’s death. But it is not my strength but God’s strength that carries me through every single day. I believe there is nothing to be sad about as she is with my Lord and Savior and I will definitely see her again one day. I am still keeping to the faith until today that my whole household will get saved. My father is now more open to Christianity and I am constantly praying for his salvation.
My ambition has always been to take up medicine. After my mother was diagnosed, the ambition grew stronger. Yet, my application was denied in the local university and my application to the private university was late. To some, it might be too much to take, my mother’s passing away, not able to get into a university, etc, but I believe it is part of God’s wonderful plan. If I had gone in to university earlier, I wouldn’t have attended City Harvest Church. The first day I attended CHC, it was for a prayer meeting for our nation. I really felt God’s presence there. I felt His peace. I knew in my heart this is the church where I have been destined to grow in, to serve with all my heart, my entire mind and all my strength. I will continue walking with my Lord every day of my life; for I know He carries me through the storms of life.
