Salt - part 2

So I finished my nightshift at 8am.





Voices of different sources were squeaking at the back of my mind.





'Don't go to pick her! She's very dodgy...she might rob u on the way!'


' Well, why bother? she might not even remember the meeting.'


' Do you think she will like the churchy things? She'll never be touched.'



etc etc



But the whispering voice gently reassured me, 'Go, go to her place and bring her to My house.'





So, I went. That's not a very neat neighbourhood at all. Pulled over a few times, checked the map...finally saw a junk house, with lotsa junks outside the house. I went down , knock knock knock...and she came out.



I can't describe how excited I was when I saw her. She's better groomed this time. No stench. No dirt. Obviously she was prepared. She told me she's excited to come.



Nothing unusual happened in the car. Very peaceful.



So we arrived at the church...introduced her to the pastors and leaders...then the service started.

I was kinda nervous, just like when you bring a new friends to church, and they have never been to a church before, you would naturally be concerned if they are comfortable, if they understand what's preached, or if they are touched or not....so the whole time i was just praying to God to touch her...Funny enough, God replied me, 'Don't you be nervous siew wai, this is MY house and I AM God. '

Okie...Okie...God.

God's presence in that place was so heavy that I couldnt help but just kept crying while interceding for her. I saw that she was crying throughout the worship. Everything that was spoken and sung, was as though God was speaking directly to her (that's what I felt, because I know about her past thru her sharing)

At the end of everything, as I dropped her off in the city, I asked how she felt..

She told me it was very good, she would come again next Sunday, and might bring her girls with her..and she said she's seen the publicity of Paradise Church on the tele, felt like going but didn't know how to. Now that she's met me and finally come to a church, shé said it must be God who made it happen.

Then she sobbed, and said she really wanna be free from alcohol. I reassured her the power of Christ will deliver her out of the bondage. Then she sobbed even more uncontrollably.

How great is God's power and grace =)

All I pray and hope is that her life will be transformed. How much can a doctor do? Maybe just to heal the physical body. What is more tormenting is the spiritual sickness that cannot be cured by anything but the blood of Christ.

How good if the church be filled with broken and spiritually sick ppl, ppl who smell alcoholic , who can not afford nice and expensive clothing, who are helpless and powerless....who are sinners, just like me, but saved by Grace.

We shall see what will happen to her. I have her number.... =)