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Friday, April 10, 2009

A Day of God's Hitman

8.30 - Rush with the breakfast (just grab anything on the table, in my case four wholemeal bread topped with sugar bonbon)

9.00 - Punching the lift door like crazy while carrying 5 Kg of Laptop, bible, notes, books, and water bottle on my backpack

9.05 - arrive at the first floor, rushing to the nearest bus stop to wait for the bus no.52 to arrive. The nearest bus stop is around 500 Meter from my apartment

9.06 - Realize there is not way and no time i can reach the bus stop. Immediately stop a taxi that somehow was there

9.20 - Arrived at destination, no cash in the pocket paying the taxi with credit card. The machine didnt work. Rushing to the nearby ATM while the taxi driver was waiting.

9.30 - Arrived at meeting place on time

11.48 - receive call during meeting, hospital visitation arrangement. Jolted in the schedule book

12.30 - The meeting finally finish. Rush for lunch

13.00 - Eating lunch at nearby Adventist school, gulping whatever the small shop provide. Ending up eating ketchup with pasta ( and not pasta with ketchup)

13.01 - while eating, surrounded by kids who greets cheerfully. Smile back and greet them, asking how is their study and do they eat their lunch already

13.20 - arrived at the nearby MRT station, going to a Bible study

13.59 - Realized that been riding the wrong bus and immediately go down to search how to get to the house from there

14.10 - SMSing the bible student, apologizing for coming late while on the same time walking under hot sun looking for the house.

14.45 - arrived at the student house, drenched with sweat and still carrying the backpack. start the Bible Study

14.50 - Start to teach bible, telling how good God is, and what is the purpose of Jesus death on the cross. Saying God is love in almost all sentence.

15.30 - Finish the study, saying good bye and waiting for the bus

16.15 - arrived at the MRT tunnel, met a person giving fliers and pamphlet of an evangelistic meeting called "Hope For Singapore". The testimony written on the paper was "Miracle does exist, as long as you believe Thousands has been healed! Join us in this.......(area) to receive miracles of healing from Jesus!" take the paper while keep walking

16.30 - Arrived at the hospital, oncology dept. Visit a cancer patient who is dying from a rare kind of cancer. A middle aged man, just reach his 40's. Cannot speak anymore other than saying "pain, pain, i cannot hold it anymore" Wife beside him just keep crying and ask me to pray.

16.45 - Praying for the patient while listening to the sob of the wife, smile a little bit and let the man sleep. Leaving the bedroom.

16.55 - Looking for way and direction from hospital to another bible study with at 9 years old girl. Never goes this way before

17.20 - Got lost again, and looking for way to get to the house

17.25 - go down to the nearest bus stop that reach the house, its around 1 KM from the bus stop. Rain heavily, running under the rain. Still with backpack.

17.40 - met my wife, and walk together to the student house.

17.45 - teach the girl with cheer and smile, saying God is love and he wants us to love Him too

18.80 - leave the house with smile and ride the bus to home

19.30 - Arrived at the nearest bus station to home, having dinner with wife.


20.00 - walk to the nearest supermarket buying groceries.

21.00 - Arrived home, taking shower immediately. The clothes was the mix of sweat, rain, dust, and maybe some microbes from hospital.

21.15 - Turn on laptop, answering email from church member saying they were inspired by the testimony. Replying back, saying God bless.

21.30 - Talk with wife about what happen today and listen to her complain and experience of the day as well.

They said, life of a pastor is easy but it was not as easy as people thought. Often you need to put your feeling and emotion on the right time at the right place. Its tough to talk with a dying cancer patient, when the next hour you must smile and cheerfully greet a small girl for her bible study.

That is my life, that is the life of God's Hitman