I lost my business in 1986 and later in 1995 I lost my eldest son in a motorbike accident. Camon, the name of my boy was only 15+ then. After the accident he fell into a coma after his brain surgery. He passed away 5 days later without even saying goodbye.

Losing a business, losing a son... me and my wife and together with my second daughter and my youngest son have gone through this kind of grief, pain and sorrow.

But thank God for giving us the grace to be a little stronger now.

I was delivered in 2004 after going through 2 years of separation from my wife.

We went through very difficult times and I must say again, it was our Great Lord that kept our hope of reconciliation alive.

I was born in a Buddhist family. My father died when I was 3 years old. As a young boy I grew up in the Children's Home and later transferred to a Boys Home until the age of 13.

I do not have much of parental care and as a result I was always involved in stealing, fighting, and creating a lot of trouble in school and in the neighbourhood.

One day while we were playing in front of the house suddenly a white man in his fifties came over to us. He gave us some candies and spoke to us for a while and later ask us if we would like to go to Sunday School.

Before I came to know the Lord I was smoking about two packs of 20's cigarettes a day. I n the year November 1999 in Penang I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Saviour.

The most wonderful thing that happened in my life was when I responded to God’s love, by confessing Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour. There wasn’t thunder, nor lightning, but I felt my empty heart being filled, while in His presence. I felt I belong, and wanted again. I am so honoured to call upon God as my Heavenly Father, and know that He accepts me as His child.


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