First, I need to mention I haven’t baptism and I’m not a Christian. I just want to share one of my experience happened last sunday morning. It’s a Sunday morning as boring as every typical one I had. Since I did the make up working day last Saturday, for compensating my hard work, I decided not to leave my bed before noon. It’s not an easy and good week for me. I didn’t feel smoothly last week and the bad mood put me questioned all I did and had. Self-guilty and anger eats my faith of God and I complained him everything. Even the people in the street ran into me, I blame god, too.
The channel exploration is one of the best entertainment on Sunday morning when you don’t know what to do next minute. Luckily, there are more than 60 channels on cable in Taiwan. You never felt bored of playing it. “Good news” channel? 10 minutes channel exploration without a channel for me. I really need a ”Good news” . Since there will be a career change soon, to learn more english vocabularies and speech skill is a good breakfast for my brain on Sunday morning.
I didn’t expect a lot the first few minutes. After many bad life experiences I had, I’m kind of have an attitude that is “Ok, I will see what you can explain to your loyalty servant me about my life.” But, the more I saw, the speech brings me into the situation that I’m like sitting with those audiences on TV. Am I been hypnotized? I really felt the God told me through the priest’s mouth and answered me lots of questions I queried him last week. In the moment, I felt he just want to said “Stop complaining, look and listen to what I told you.” I’m startled and concentrated on the whole speech.
The whole speech makes me felt there is “someone” looked at me above. Especially, until the priest said : The divorce, it’s definitely not what God wanted to see. But, when it happened, it’s just happened. It doesn’t mean you don’t have right to be happy anymore. It doesn’t mean the God doesn’t look after you…….. When I heard this, I totally broken down and cried like a baby. It felt like a kid bumped himself but refused to admit his mistake. It’s hurt and bleeding but he preffered to pretend he’s a macho guy. He refused people’s help and concern but willing to take care everything himself. The speech is like a wisdom old man gave me a hug. In the meantime, I can’t pretend anymore but cry.
It’s really not what I meant. The whole thing : the divorce, the complaining, armed myself like a hedgehog. The last few years, I refuse to attend family and friend’s gather. I only psychologically felt relax when I torture myself by self-guilty. My body isn’t designed to hurt people. I knew that and I knew God knew that, too. That’s why he came and gave me a speech. (Or, maybe he just wanted me to shut up!!) But I really hurt lots of people by no means. After the Sunday school, I felt like taking a spirit hot bath. I can’t say I’m reborned. It’s too dramatic and it’s a long way to reborn. But, it felt good that you knew there is someone looked after you and you’re not alone. It makes every step dependable.
The link is the channel I saw last Sunday morning:







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