This year was the first year that we hosted the family Christmas Eve dinner. We didn’t need to do much; we just needed to provide the place and heat up the food that the SIL has bought. In addition, the auntie-in-law supplemented the dinner with more home cooked food and we had surplus. This is how food is multiplied in this family, always.
Sausages and ham and chicken and herbed beef. Cold Storage has us covered.
Salad, pies and another dish provided by our awesome Peranakan auntie. She just couldn’t relax and had to busy herself in the kitchen. Bless her. 😍
This year, we had an addition in the family. We always welcome addition. Subtraction is frowned upon.
So this is us, at dinner.
This is us, on Christmas Day.
This is us, with a special family, as we watched a production by our church.
It’s always a privilege to lead someone to Christ, especially so when it’s family members, because they mean so much to us.
For a while now, whenever that’s opportunity, I would ask Dan if he wanted to ask Jesus into his heart. Each time, he rejected the invitation.
But on 27 Dec 2018, something magical happened. (The following account is recorded on that day)
In the morning, while in the bathroom, he told me that he couldn’t see Jesus. He’s apparently scared of something but I told him Jesus is always there to protect him. This time round, when I asked him if he wanted to ask Jesus into his heart, he said Yes!
Alas, we were rushing out and I didn’t want to do a rushed job of explaining what it means.
So our conversation went something like..
👩🏻 Don’t be afraid, Jesus is always with you, to protect you.
👦🏻 But I can’t see Jesus.
👩🏻 You just need to believe. This is called faith.
So I’m the afternoon, while preparing him for nap, he told me again that he was scared (as usual). I assured him, that Jesus is with him and I felt prompted to ask him if he wanted to ask Jesus into his heart.
He said yes again.
That moment was so tender. I asked him to say the sinner’s prayer, to repeat after me and he did so … word by word.
With that, he felt asleep… without much struggle.
We probably would doubt if he understood the whole gospel, if he understood what sin is and how sin separates us from God. But I remember when I made a decision for Christ, I didn’t really understand the full story yet by faith, I said the prayer. It’s after that, when I read the bible and understood more, that the concept of sin and His love for us overwhelmed me and hence the journey of discipleship began.
I’ll allow the HS to work in him. What I’m certain is that it’s a choice that the boy made, not one that he’s forced into.
The girl asked Jesus into her life at about the same period, between 3 to 4YO.