Monday, March 23, 2009


Growing up, Freedom means the right to stay up until late night, or going out during weekend, or doing and saying what i want regardless of consequences or situation.

These few days, i learn a whole new meaning of Freedom. Freedom is not cheap, it is paid with heavy price, often time, blood was shed in exchange for freedom. Living in the Post World War II era certainly has its pros and cons. The ability to live in luxury and comfort also means the birth of spoilt brats and ungrateful hearts.

Unfortunately, i would have to admit i am one of the brats.

I read a book titled "I Dared To Call Him Father" by Bilquis Sheikh lately. This book recorded her amazing journey of finding the One True God. She mentioned about her decision to be water baptised which literally spell Death in the strong Muslim country Pakistan, and how the same decision to proclaim Christ publicly have lead to the horrendous death of people she knew.

"Would you died for Jesus?" For Bilquis and many other brothers and sisters in Christ in other parts of the world, this is more than a question....This is a very real decision they would have to make every single day they wake up.

And as i was awed by the determinations and faith of these people, i am reminded by another man in history who also had died for God- Jesus. In fact, the death of Jesus make possible the Bible i read every single day. The Bible is more than print on paper, it is precious. In fact, more precious than what i realized before.

We all need to realize what a great privilege it is to be able to live for Him.


1 comment:

  1. Good stuff... When we realise the centrality of our faith, all the little things about commitment, time with friends, tutorials, etc etc etc, all fade away in the light of who Jesus is...

    Excellent post! Thank God for your growing faith! =)

    ~ tim