25 years – Since my first cry! September 19, 2007

25 years – Since my first cry! Not too sure how loud that was… Or how faint it could have been compared to the cries of one million other new born babies that day… It was the best hospital in town with the best doctors to assist my birth… But yet with the best of everything around, I cried a helpless cry…

Yes, my mother did cry too… That was out of pain… But I… Cried because I knew not… I knew not who I was and because of W-H-O I was… I really wonder what my new born mind perceived of all that was happening… For sure I didn’t know what love, care, comfort and purpose was… Little did I know His eyes even saw my unformed body and the all the days ordained for me were written in His book before one of them came to be!

Years passed by and I turned 10… It was then I cried once again… A cry that I would never ever forget…

It was past 9 in the night on that lonely national highway… I was standing all alone with my head bleeding and my dad lying unconscious beside me… It was just a couple of minutes back that my dad and I were thrown off our bike hit by a lorry… It was dark all around… None around and none to call… I had no choice but to cry the same helpless cry… But this time I cried – “JESUS, SAVE US!”

This time, my cry not just saved our life… It changed our life!

Years have gone by… I have turned quarter of a century… The cries of my heart have been quite many… Looking back, most of it have been cries of ignorance – Ignorant of my God, His power, His love and His purpose for me… But I’m so glad because, as ignorant as my cries were (and still are), they’re all heard and answered…

My God not just hears my cry… He cares about me when I cry…

From life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
‘Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand!

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