What happened last week (part I)

Hi again. Just came back from church on a Saturday night. Tired, but feel like I should write another blog post. God has done so many miracles in my life recently, and I want to share some of them. It may get a little personal, so here we go.


1. Jesus healed my broken heart

It's like stating the obvious. From my past few posts, I'm sure anyone can tell that I've just had a heartbreaking experience. I don't want to go into the detail. It doesn't really matter now anyway. There is this close friend I've had a crush on for like forever. Things went well at first, but as times passed by, we realized that it wasn't gonna work out anymore between us. We decided to end it there and then, but I guess I was the one left with a worse heartbreak. There were days when I was so depressed, all I could do was praying and reading the Bible. At times, it was also hard to withhold tears from flowing. As pathetic as it may sound, I would break down in the shower when the painful feelings got to its worst. It was all regret and sadness back then.

However, looking back, there were positive sides to the experience as well. During those days, I managed to finish the whole book of Job and Psalm in just a few days. I'm gonna move on to Matthew, and then Rome, very soon. I also got as close to Jesus as ever, spending way more time in prayer than before. I drew strength from His Word as well as from singing worship songs whenever and wherever I could. Talking to my friends and family helped a lot, too. Right now, I'm already feeling much better, although it may take some time for the wound to heal completely. It was so painful, trust me. Nonetheless, the whole experience has drawn me closer to Jesus in every aspect. Thus, I know for sure that this is all part of His plan for me. Learn to be thankful. As Pastor Phil shared in church this evening, "Don't underestimate the power of a grateful heart."


2. Jesus healed my body

Besides the painful heartbreak, I had been struggling with health issues in this past week as well. As some of you may have known, every freshman student at NUS has to undergone a medical test before enrolling into the university. I first took the test in May this year. I breezed through the stations with confidence, only to find that there was a problem with my urine test result. After consulting the doctor, I discovered that my urine sample contained excessive amount of blood, which wasn't a good news at all. The doctor advised me to repeat the test as soon as I was back in Singapore. Then, on the first day of August, I came back to the University Health Center (UHC) to repeat my test.

I felt neither anxious nor afraid, as I thought I was just unlucky the other day. I was wrong. When the result was released, the concentration of blood in the urine sample increased compared to the last time. To give you a clearer picture, normal people should only have 0-3 part of blood in their urine sample. The result for my second test revealed that my urine sample contained 150 part of blood. It was 50 times that of a normal person. If you think that it wasn't a big deal, you were wrong once again. High level of blood in the urine sample may be linked to serious diseases such as kidney stones, urinary tract infection, or even cancers. Bad news.

This time round, the doctor asked me to see a specialist immediately, to which I objected. Besides the likely exorbitant cost it might incur, I shuddered at the possibility of having to suffer serious illnesses. Instead, I requested to take the test for the third time. I then spent the next one week drinking bottles after bottles of water because I thought it could help to dissolve the blood. I couldn't do any exercise either, as it might affect the result of the test. My parents were equally worried, if not more. I told them to prepare for the worst if I failed the test again. We prayed hard, asking Jesus to touch and heal me from whatever had caused the excessive blood level. When the day for the repeat test came, I surrendered everything to Him. Did all I could: drinking water like camels, saying 'no' to futsal, and so on. The rest was His, I prayed. Truly, our God is One who never disappoints. It turned out that the test was my third and last. In only one week, my blood level dropped from 150 to zero. Praise the Lord!


Right now, I've been praying hard, asking God what He wants me to do next. Here is the verse that I got from Him:

"But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and ALL these things shall be added to you." - Matthew 6:33

Yup, I'll use this opportunity to hone my faith in Jesus. After all, as a friend told me, talking to God about the person is more powerful than talking to the person herself. Pray hard, move on with life, and perhaps one day miracles will happen in my life. I'll close with this verse from Matthew:

"Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you." - Matthew 7:7

Christ bless you all :)