My husband, Willie, and I got baptised today.
Thank you God for sending us, Jesus, your son to free us from our sins. We Praise You, Lord.
An old friend of Willie’s (Dan Lee) said that it was miracle that Willie was standing there giving his testimony, as the man he is today. And Dan is right. It IS A MIRACLE – only something that God can make happen.
Thank you to my parents for your prayers and bringing us back to Jesus. How blessed we are to live a Christ-centred life in our family.
Thank you to our church, our family, our friends, who have all supported us in growing in Faith.
Today is THE MOST IMPORTANT day in our lives as we say, “Yes, I do” to follow Jesus and be redeemed.
The night before our Baptism day, we had been partying all day at a friend’s wedding. To say that we were physically exhausted was an understatement. We had been standing since 9am in the morning. By the time we got home, we had been out for 14 hours and had spent the past 5 hours dancing. Nonetheless, I got home full of excitement about my tomorrow. My body was asking me to lie in bed and shut my eyes. My heart told me something else. And that was to pray.
Literally, as I was lowering my head on my pillow halfway, I propelled myself up with all my core strength sitting upright on my bed and bowed my head in prayer, which sounded like this:
“Dear God, I thank YOU. I THANK YOU for guiding me along throughout my years. Me… so undeserving…yet You continue to pour your unconditional love onto me. You sent Your only son, Jesus, to die on the cross for us. He who carried the weight of all of our sins…I can’t even imagine. Lord, it brings tears to my eyes just to have to think for a moment if my own child had to be nailed on the cross after hours of torture. Yet you allowed this to happen to your son, your righteous son, purposely. So that we may be redeemed. So that we may have a relationship with you again. Ah…Lord, I kneel at your feet and ask for your forgiveness. I thank You for giving me the opportunity to be redeemed. Tomorrow, may You pour the Holy Spirit through me. May you pour the Holy Spirit through the hearts and bodies of all my friends and family who are there to witness my testimony and faith in You, Lord. May You bless us with good weather for the ceremony. May you give me strength as I deliver my testimony so that my non-believer friends find curiosity and seek You. Lord God, please bless me with a good rest. Please bless my baby (who is staying with my parents) with good rest so that we all wake afresh and be ready to soak in the Holy Spirit. Lord, thank You…thank You…Just thank You. In Jesus’ name…Amen.”
I wake feeling refreshed. The narrow ray of sunshine seeped through the opening of my curtains. As I pulled open the curtains, the ray widened and lit up my bedroom. Hallelujah! Thank You, Jesus, for great weather.
I dressed myself in the white outfit that I had chosen days in advance. (I remember telling my mother excitedly about wearing this white ‘jumper/dress’ that we had bought together on our shopping spree in Hong Kong recently. “It’s perfect, Mum! It’ll be my first wear out of it..and a very special one. And it’ll keep me warm.” And my mum’s response? “You will look just like an angel.” Those words I will never forget. Somehow, my mum’s reference to me being angelic made me giggle…I’m not sure how long ago it was since she last made any similar references. Ha!)
The boys had stayed the night with my parents and I remembered to give mum a call to see how Noah slept.
“Unfortunately, he woke every hour during the night, the cheeky thing!” my mum said. “Nooo….I’m so sorry, Mum. I still hope you managed to get some rest!” I responded, wearing a level of guilt but full of appreciation. “I’ll be fine..don’t worry!” Those were the quick exchange of words on the phone before I hung up and got on with freshening up for our big day. So, Jesus doesn’t always grant all wishes in prayers. You just have to trust that all will be ok sometimes.
As we were about to drive off for church, Willie pulled over to the side a few doors down from our home. He said, “Let us say a little prayer and be reminded of what today is about.” And he did just that.
We arrived at Wesley International Congregation in Macquarie Park. As expected, my parents had already arrived. So had Krissy, our home manager, who had already gone to Black Star Pastry in Newtown to pick up the cake for our celebrations afterwards.
Fellow sisters who were also getting baptised that day; we all gathered together with Pastor Andy to say a little prayer and to run through the process of the baptism briefly. It was during this time, almost all the others started tearing up and getting emotional while I could only feel excitement and smile. I encouraged us all to embrace the ‘anxiety’ but not let that take over and that we should be overwhelmed with the feeling of ‘joy’. And with this, we said ‘Amen’.
Our guests slowly started to roll in and were directed by the church ushers to the dedicated seating area. How very happy I was to see all of those whom I had invited turn up. I was overjoyed!
Here is what one of Willie’s old friends, Dan Lee, said,
“I’ve known Willie for so long. And seriously, it’s a miracle that he’s getting baptised today and being the man he is today…” Indeed, only God makes miracles happen.
For those who know me, you would know of my battles through anxiety and depression; the challenges I have had to face through my teenage years with my mother, then my tormenting newly-wed issues that overlapped with the shock of young motherhood.
The torturous emotional confinement of an ambitious and liberal woman who was constantly struggling for freedom. And then I met Jesus. He gave me the ultimate liberation.
Knowing Jesus freed me from all of those things. Those torturous years of pain and resentment were no longer. The same way God forgave our sins, I learnt to forgive others. To forgive myself. As Willie and I both grew in our relationship with God, so did our relationship blossom. Likewise, my relationships with my mum, with others were all mended and reconciled. God is so gentle and loving. He is faithful, indeed.
We gathered together for our baptism ceremony. I was second up, after Gloria.
It’s somewhat of a joke that, earlier, I was the one encouraging others not to cry, yet I ended up being the only one who barely held it together with my testimony. Something like this from memory. (I’m glad it was capture on video, although I’m not sure I want to watch myself crying!)
“Firstly, I want to thank God for giving us His son Jesus to free us from sin. I praise You, Lord.
I have been in and out of church. I have been a bad daughter, bad wife and maybe even a bad friend…yet Jesus still loves me. His love has helped me through so much. For those of you who know me, I have had ups and downs in my marriage and Jesus has helped us.
I want to say thank you to my friends who have come today to support me. Thank you, to my parents (at this point, my tear ducts were uncontrollable). I know they have waited for this day for a long time. Thank you for your prayers. Thank you to my aunties who have prayed for me. Thank you to all of mum’s church friends.
Thank you Jon Teo and Ka Mun for bringing us into WIC, into this family. And thank you, Pastor Andy.
I think Andy said I’m supposed to have 2 minutes only and I have talked way passed that….and yes, I AM a social cryer…..so yeah, I’m ready.”
I remember the moment that my head was immersed with water…the bubbling sound of the water in my ears. As I rose out of the blow-up pool, from the cold water (yes, it was a cool day), my body was fresh. I felt cleansed.
Willie was up next and he delivered a quick speech that was also very powerful and I hope, inspired many others too.
After the ceremony, many came up to give me a ‘high five’. I left a huge weight lift off my shoulders. I felt renewed, freshened and full of energy. The Holy Spirit was running through me.
Thank You, Jesus.
Of course, I always find reasons to celebrate. And what better occasion than our baptism to do so!
We invited all our friends along to Yum Cha with our beautiful Rose and Watermelon Cake from Black Star Pastry. This cake is just so amazing. It bound our celebration with that unique and sweet touch.
With all of this, we say, ‘Hallelujah’!!.
I could go deeper into the meaning of Baptism but I’m sure it’s just a ‘Google’ away from millions of articles. But if you’re reading this and you’re interested, I encourage you to do just that right now. Google ‘baptism meaning‘.