"Mummy I cannot find my file!"

"Mummy, I think I lost my watch!" "Mummy, did you see my worksheet? I remembered I put it in my bag."

I'm glad that whenever I hear these calls for help, I can call out, "Holy Spirit, help me." A miracle happens. Miracles like these happen at home and the best thing is that the Holy Spirit teaches you how to pray for your children as they grow.

Pray, when you want to wean your children off the milk bottle. Pray, when they need to be potty-trained. Pray, when your baby cries and you don't know why.

As they become school-going kids, there will be occasions when you feel that your child is going to fall into temptation. At first, when these impressions came, I ignored them and thought that I was just a paranoid mother. When they returned home and related how they were tempted, or made a wrong choice, I began to realize that I should've paid attention to these impressions.

What do I do? I pray. When I have these impressions, I pray that the Holy Spirit will be their guide and help them make right decisions. They would return to tell me stories of victories and how they had overcome. Praise God! Sometimes, it's easier to pray and believe for your children than for yourself.

Recently, I learned a very important lesson and I learned it twice! I have a pouch where I keep my MRT card and a cash-card. A few weeks ago, I misplaced it in the house. I prayed like how I would pray when I ask the Holy Spirit to help me find my kids' stuffs. However, this time, I had the impression that I sounded ridiculous and kept thinking it was my own thoughts. 2 days later, when I was changing my daughter's bedsheet, I found it underneath her mattress!

A week later, after a really tiring day, I remembered bringing the pouch into my children's room, reminding myself not to lose it. And I did! I prayed, and again I had the impression that it was inside the laundry basket. But I stared at the basketful of clothing and told myself it was not possible. I sulked for the next 3 days, praying and searching the whole house and asking my family to help to look for them. Finally, I found it in my laundry basket while putting clothes into the washing machine!

As parents we are not able to be with our kids all the time. We need the Holy Spirit to be with them as their Helper and Counselor in challenging times. The older they become, the more we need to pray. All we need to do is pray. The requests that you bring to God in prayer may not come to pass, and it's fine. That's because a "paranoid" mother prayed for it not to happen!

Carol Sim

On 26 November, 2009, I was admitted to SGH for extreme pain in the stomach area. After some scanning and scope done, I was told that I had stone in the gall bladder. Doctor hesitated to operate on me as I was 79 years 6 at that time. Anyway, I proceeded with the operation on the 28th. On the 29th, while I was resting in hospital, I heard a voice called my name, "William!" I opened my eyes and saw the Lord! He was all white and very shining, He asked, "Are you ready?" I said, "Yes, I'm ready." He replied, "I'm bringing you to some places." He held my hand. I felt I was going down and down, to a very hot place. I heard people crying and groaning. I know that the place was hell. I saw something burning, like charcoal fire, and it kept burning non-stop. I saw people were being burnt and they were shouting. Some were asking for water! The Lord Jesus asked me whether I know the story about Lazarus and the rich man in the Bible. I told Him I know. The Lord told me that these people are those who did not accept Him when they were alive on earth. He held my hand again, and I felt myself being transported to another place. It was a big place. The Lord showed me my past, like, what job I was in and what school I attended and what actually took place, etc. Then, I saw big houses on golden streets, with trees, flowers, rainbows, birds… It was beautiful! He told me that those who believed and accepted Him come to this place. It was heaven. Then, He brought me to a place where there were big stones engrafted with names on them. He asked, "You saw your name?" "No", I replied. He asked again, "Are you ready?" The next minute, I saw bodies of soldiers – some had no legs, some had no arms. Just then, a woman passed by. In a wave of the Lord's arm, the woman became very ugly. He said that He created all things, He can give life and He can take it away. I was shown some friends' faces and He told me to go back and tell these people…

When I was out of the hospital, one brother whom I did not see for a very long time came to visit me. He was one of those faces the Lord showed me and I talked to him. So far, the Lord has arranged a few of them to either visit me or meet me outside my home, and I told them what the Lord wanted me to say to them.

I would like to conclude with a verse, 2 Peter 3:9, which says, "The LORD is not slow in keeping His promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance." So, be ready, Jesus comes anytime.

Brother William Tan

In September 2009, I went to Malacca with my wife and a few friends where we enjoyed different kinds of seafood like big squids, cockles, curry crabs, prawns, ‘La la' (a kind of clam), oysters, fish and ‘chendol'. We also visited the bee farm and had honey drink. A few days later, my daughter brought us to eat seafood again. Then something happened! My weight dropped greatly till I was only skin and bones in October, my skin changed colour. My eldest son quickly brought me to a nearby polyclinic. The doctor examined me, and referred me to Tan Tock Seng Hospital (TTSH).

I was admitted in TTSH for 12 days for Hepatitis B because I had jaundice, but strangely all the tests yielded no results for Hepatitis. I went home and sought help in Traditional Chinese Medicine instead. After 4 consultations in a month, my condition worsened. I couldn't even walk to the toilet without being helped! I felt completely drained and sickly, and I was brought to the Singapore General Hospital where I was admitted immediately.

After a few scans, my doctor, Dr Leong told me that I had liver cancer and had only 6 months to live! My left eye was affected and I had to remove the entire eye out so that the cancer would not spread to my brain. Left with no choice, I went through the operation.

When I went back to Dr Leong for a review of my left eye, I was experiencing some pain my stomach. I went for specialized scans and they showed I had a black spot in my stomach. I underwent more tests. I screamed in pain when the medical officer poked long needles with big syringes to suck some pus and tissues from my liver, without anesthesia! I felt like kicking him!

The same evening, I felt very old and started shivering. I desperately called on the name of the Lord Jesus and asked Him to preserve my life! Half an hour later, the coldness left me and I felt I had recovered! I praised God who had mercy on me!

Within the next few days, my appetite increased, my strength returned, and gradually all the pain left me. I even helped my wife buy bamboo sticks and carried them 7 floors up to our home!

I went back to Dr Leong for two more reviews and one last scan. Finally, he was convinced that there was no more trace of the cancer and I have completely recovered! Glory to God!

Thank God for this miracle! I also thank all pastors and members who visited and prayed for me. Now I'm able to eat and sleep well, and my skin has returned to its normal colour.

All glory to the Lord!

On 1 May 2010, I dreamt that I was responsible for a girl who died in a car accident and her mother hounded me wherever I went. I was so frightened that I woke up from the dream. Right away, I rebuked all negative thoughts and asked for protection over the girl, whoever she was, because I could not see her face.

The next day, after lunch with a few church friends, I went home. As I was walking towards the traffic light, I saw a mother, a Chinese national who once attended our church, with her daughter. I held her daughter's hand as we waited for the green man to light up. Her mother was busy talking to a friend. When it was time to cross, the dropped her stickers on the ground. She wanted to let go of my hand to pick up the stickers, but I held her hand tightly and bent down to retrieve the stickers for her instead. At the very same moment, a lorry sped by although the traffic light was in our favour. Had we not stood to retrieve, we might have been killed by the lorry. What a close shave with death!

I thank God for the dream and for saving us in the nick of time. Praise the Lord!