A revisit to Queen Mary Hospital

Today, Wes' dad needs to be admited to QMH again for a body check. He needs to stay overnight in the hospital tonight and the "check" will involve a minor operation, involving a tube travelling thru his blood vessel from his thigh up to his head.

This is the first time I go to QMH again, since wes' dad was transferred from it to MacLehose for rehabitation training. Just 3 more weeks it would be exactly one year from the day dad was hit by the stroke.

I don't know how to say but, you can imagine, strange emotion rises up in my heart as I started driving into the visitor carpark in QMH. As the car turns up and up and up to reach the right parking level, memory of those days just came back to me so vividly. And it seemed so long ago.

Dad is admitted to ward A7 - the same level dad was in about a year ago. There were also a few familiar faces of the doctors and nurses. Actually most of them cannot recognize dad, as he looks so smart and so different now! But they do remember him by his name and remember mom. And they are really kind to come up to say kind words to mom and dad.

It's really best described by 百感交雜 i.e. a hundred different types of emotions mixed together. And I felt even stronger about this when I went up to the ward standing by dad's bed.

I can't take my eyes off this:



You may not be able to see it clearly: it's the chart for recording the patient's temperature, reaction, blood pressure... etc. For so many weeks we have been staring at this same chart, hoping the line indicating dad's reaction would go up. And now! See! All of them are in the top box. Once again I can't help praying to our Lord, thanking and praising him for the wonder He has done.

I will go pick up dad again tomorrow. May God bless him tonight as it's the first night he stays away from mom since his discharge from MacLehose. Also bless mom with a good night of sleep.

Fire of God and the work of the Holy Spirit

This past Sunday, Sharon gave a sermon on the "Fire of God", followed by ministering.

Her sermon really touched my heart. Towards the end of her sermon I have already been crying out to the Lord in my heart: Lord, I want your fire too! Lord, I want MORE of your fire, too!

Holy Spirit really touched me that day, and once again I cried those "heart felt" cry. But sort of, I was still feeling missing something. I guess I was looking for something more "dramatic" (what a wrong expectation to have from the first place!). So I was a bit disappointed when I left, though I was absolutely sure that Holy Spirit has indeed worked in my heart.

The miraculous thing though, happened after I've left!

I don't really know how to describe. But that whole afternoon, I had this special feeling that Holy Spirit was with me, and was working on me. Whenever I closed my eyes, quiet down, and focus on Him, I felt like I was laid down comfortably. While I was laying there, the Holy Spirit was working on me. I felt like being changed by Him: a very "physical" type of change as if replacing different body parts of me, one by one. And I felt like just relaxing and lying passively there, as God was doing the work. It sort of like going to salon for facial or shampoo or body massage: others are doing the work, I'm just lying there.

I really enjoyed that fellowship time with God. Doing nothing, really, not praying from a long prayer list or repeating a particular bible verses. But simply, enjoying His presence and the time together.

And I think, this is the important thing Jesus wants me to learn. As shared in the previous post, Sharon has actually shared this message to me last week! Even before I cried out to our Lord after her sermon this week! That I should only want Him! That Jesus Himself, instead of any work or service that I wanna do for Him, should be the focus or want in my life.

And Jesus, thanks so much, as you have not only put this important teaching into my mind and soul, but also let me experience this truth in my own life, in my spirit.

Praise our Lord!

p.s. I didn't write it down until now because earlier on, I felt that I couldn't write anything down! I was still too immersed in the presence of the Holy Spirit, enjoying it, and felt that if I speak too much or too soon, my mind will get too strong and too active that would take away the sensitivity in my spiritual self. Well, for I know it well that my SQ is relatively low, I treasure this experience very much and don't want it go so soon!