Monday, 23rd July 2007Okay, let's take a short break today and move away from "severely disturbing" content to talk about something else that God did in my life when I was in my late teens.
At the recent Ohana Camp, Choon Seng was the Camp Commandant.
In December 1987, he was also the Camp Commandment -- of a combined "MYF-Sunday School Camp".
What is the relevance you may be asking? Read on...
I have been a believer since Dec 1978, when I went forward to accept Jesus Christ at the Billy Graham Crusade held in the soon-to-be-demolished National Stadium.
My spiritual life was a series of ups and downs however.
I backslid pretty badly during my secondary school, JC and early part of my army days (1980 to 1987). During those dark years, I would hang out with the "naughty" boys who sat at the back of the class and lecture theatres and make fun of those "holy-joelies" from the ACS/ACJC Christian Fellowship. Every other word that came out from my mouth was a Hokkien

vulgarity.
One particular weekday afternoon in 1985, about 80 of us skipped lessons to watch the movie Breakin' - Breakdance the Movie at Orchard theatre (the predecessor of Cineleisure Orchard), and went to Cuppage Centre Hawker Centre (I don't think it's there anymore) for a puff and a drink.
We were all in our college uniforms, and I recall the disapproving look on the faces of some people sitting at nearby tables. I overheard one person saying that he would not send his children to ACJC.
The very next day, I heard that the Further Maths lecturer was asking how come the back of the lecture theatre was practically empty. I thought it was cool to be part of that crowd. Thankfully, word did not get to the discipline master that we had played truant and smoked in our school uniforms.
Having grown up in a Christian family, I was probably the biggest hypocrite then, appearing like an angel on Sundays, but living the life of a devil on the other days.
Having wandered in the wilderness for 9 years, the turning point came in Dec 1987. Choon Seng had seen me in church and invited me to join a combined MYF-Sunday School camp, where he was the Camp Commandant. [I was neither in MYF nor Sunday School then, preferring to attend the church service with my parents and grandmother.]
I politely declined, because the last thing I wanted to do was to join a bunch of "holy-joelies", and having my "other life" exposed to all and sundry.
But God had other plans for me...
I was a medical orderly in the army, and part of our duties was to perform medical coverage for major activities. There were 3 of us from the same army unit who were on a roster -- Shih Mean, Soon Huat and myself.
At that particular time at the end of 1987, Shih Mean was selected to attend a 2-month further training (what is known as Medic Class I), so he was "attached out" to the School of Military Medicine.
That meant that Soon Hock and I had to cover all the duties during that 2-month period.
One of the most "siong" or tough duties was to cover a 5-day exercise, where we had to stay out in the field under the moon and stars without being able to take a bath and had to eat combat rations.
I had just gone for one in Sep 87, and the one in Dec 87 was to be covered by Soon Huat.
Soon Huat was taking part in the Annual Marathon, which took place on the Sunday, two days before that exercise. When he did not come to camp on Monday, we found out that he had collapsed from fatigue at the Marathon, and was given 3 days MC.
I was supposed to be clearing my leave before the year-end, but because there was no other medic left, I had to cancel my leave and go for that 5-day exercise in Soon Huat's place.
Hours before setting off for the exercise, I called him at home from camp on Tuesday afternoon in order to jibe him playfully. After all, it was not his fault that he fainted two days before. But to my horror, his mom said that he went to catch a movie! Can you believe that? Here I was, having to cancel my leave to cover for him, and there he was enjoying himself even though he was supposed to be resting at home!
Needless to say, I was fuming mad during those entire 5-days and very resentful of Soon Huat.
But looking back now, I thank the LORD for the turn of events.
Because I had to cancel my leave that week, I had to reschedule it another week.
Because I had to clear my leave by year-end (else it would be forfeited), the only week left for me to take was the week of the MYF-Sunday School Camp (other medics from other units but in the same medical centre had already scheduled leave in Christmas week, and there was not to be more than 3 medics on leave at any one time, because we had medical centre duty as well to fulfill).
So I had to take leave on the 3rd week of December, and somehow when Choon Seng saw me again in church, this time around, I signed up for the camp!
To cut a long story short, God was calling me back to himself, and I re-dedicated my life to Him at that Camp. I was also given the "Best Camper" Award for that camp, and joined the MYF straight after that.
My spiritual life picked up again, and I served the Lord zealously the following years in the NTU Christian Fellowship in various capacities including Publicity and Programme Coordinator, Editor, Vice Chair of a Subcommittee and Chairman of the Freshmen Orientation. In fact, my CCA involvement was heaviest when in the University.
Shih Mean, my camp and unit mate, came back from his Class I training in Jan 1988 and must have seen the change that God did in my life. I brought him to church, and we were both followed-up by Jeffrey Khaw. He was "Best Camper" in the MYF Camp of 1988. In fact, the year I was Vice Chair of NTUCF's Resource & Publications Subcommittee, he was the Chairman. He is now serving the Lord as a cell leader in another church.
I will be 40 in December this year. As I look back upon my life, I thank God for His timely interventions in 1979 (new convert), in 1986 (near-death experience), in 1987 (rededication), in 2002 (restoration of marriage), in 2005 (restoration of career) and 2006-2007 (progressive revelation of the finished work of Jesus on the cross).
All praise and glory be to Him and Him alone!