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美丽成功的生命。。。 Beautiful and successful life…

我想一个美丽又成功的生命就是在活着的时候带给人欢乐和鼓励,离开时依然让人心得安慰和欢乐。。。
颜妈妈让我有这个感想,她。。。昨天离开这世界回天家去了。。。

I think a beautiful and successful life is one that gives people joy and encouragement while alive, and similarly continues to bring people comfort and joy when leaving the world…
Aunty Gan gave me this thought, she… left this world to go to heaven yesterday…

 

颜妈妈几个月前被发现癌症末期,她从不惊惶或抱怨,对上帝依然充满感恩,还常鼓励弟兄姐妹要爱主、信靠主。。。辛苦或疼痛时,她就祷告主,疼痛就会消失。若有力气起来或撑得住,她一定跟先生颜爸爸来教会敬拜主,也参加乐龄小组聚会。很鼓励的,去年11月28日的教会家庭欢乐日,他们与大家一样凌晨六点都已到达运动场等候。。。

Few months ago Aunty Gan was found to have contracted final stage cancer but she was never panicky or complaining, she continued to be thankful to God, and always encouraged brothers and sisters to love and trust in God… When she was feeling some discomfort or pain, she would pray and the pain would disappear. If she had the strength to get up or sustain, she would come to church to worship with Uncle Gan, and would join the house group for the elderly too. Something very encouraging, on November 28th last year, they arrived at the sports stadium to wait as early as 6am together with everyone else…

 

其实昨天我本计划好要去探望颜妈妈,可是又开会又赶工什么的,拖延到没时间过去。。。哪知在傍晚时分,就收到她去世的消息!我心痛如刀割,当然也非常自责。。。心里一直怪自己为什么不够敏锐,为什么不能多摆上时间一点。。。开车去她家的时候,心里很是难过。

一抵达她家的时候,她女儿的一番话就已鼓励了我。我告诉她我很内疚今天没来探望,她说不要难过,妈妈一直都告诉她说她知道牧师很爱她。。。多体贴的一位老人家!我那么少探望她,她却没抱怨,说了解我忙,也一直告诉她女儿说她知道牧师很疼爱她。

当我瞻仰她遗容时,她是那么的安详美丽,我知道她是快乐的,我知道她已经到了天堂,我心得了很大安慰。。。
颜妈妈,活着的时候鼓励我,离开时依然鼓励我。。。

上帝啊,谢谢祢在我事奉道路上给我这么好的长辈祝福我。

Actually I planned to visit Aunty Gan yesterday, but I was caught up by meeting and work, and was delayed till I did not have time to go over… Then at evening time I received news that she had passed away! I felt my heart pierced like a knife and of course felt very remorseful… I kept blaming myself inside as to why I was not sensitive enough, why could I not offer up more of my time…. I was feeling very sad as I was driving to her house.

Upon reaching her house, her daughter’s words encouraged me immediately. I told her I regretted not coming to visit today, she asked me not to feel bad as her mother had been telling her that she knew the pastor loves her a lot… Such an considerate elder! I very seldom visited her and yet she did not complain and she said she understood I was busy, and kept telling her daughter she knew that the pastor loves her dearly…

When I looked at her face, she was so at peace and beautiful, I know she is happy, I know she is now in heaven, my heart is greatly comforted…
Aunty Gan, encouraged me when she was alive and encouraged me still when she left…

O God, thank You for giving me such a kind elder to bless me in this journey of serving You.

感谢主让我在上个月大年初一有机会拜访颜妈妈,与和她一起合照。。。
下面的是颜爸爸,他也是一个极其谦卑、忠心和非常鼓励我的长辈。。。

Thank God for giving me the opportunity to visit Aunty Gan and had a photograph taken with her on the first day of Chinese New Year last month…
Below is Uncle Gan, who is also a very humble, faithful and encouraging elder to me…

他痛苦的說:我不要死。。。(續) He said painfully: I don’t want to die… (Part 2)

我到医院了解状况,医生说因为他喝了杀虫剂,他的喉咙、气管和胃都烧坏了,不能再吃和喝东西,情况很糟糕,应该过不了今晚。
我走到他床边,他看到我,他很清醒,还能说话。我握住他的手,我说为什么要这样做?
他很激动的看着我,眼泪在眼眶打转,说:牧师,对不起,我不要死,我現在真的不要死了。。。耶稣会原谅我吗?

我为他祷告,求主赦免和怜悯,也求主彰显神迹。我午夜十一点左右离开,那时他还不能吃东西,本以为他那晚就会去世的。。。

神迹发生了!第二天早上医院传过来的消息说,他精神很好,而且竟然能够正常的吃和喝!但X光明明显示那是不可能的,因为喉咙、食道、一直到胃等等,真的都烧坏了!
我都很怀疑医生的诊断或有没有看错,医生却还是很肯定,只是没办法解释这现象。。。
他继续正常几天,我开始相信他会活下来。

第四天,院方来消息说。。。
他死了。
我很震惊!

据说,第三天下午他把母亲叫来医院,求母亲原谅,说他不是一个好儿子,没好好照顾及供应给母亲。
然后,听隔壁床的说,他那天晚上就一直轻轻的唱诗歌到凌晨,然后就很安静了。
隔壁的以为他因为累而睡着了,哪知护士来检查时,他已安然去世,没有痛苦、没有挣扎。。。
自己轻轻赞美敬拜主而离开这个世界,我想这是主给他的怜悯吧?我也相信是主亲自来把他接回天家了。

在丧礼的那一天,他母亲特别走过来告诉我他儿子说,虽然他很没用,但是这世界还有一个人爱他。他告诉他母亲说牧师爱他,每次都会抱他一下。。。
想到这里,我感到惭愧,这么容易的一个举动,有时候我都不太愿意给,可是这个小举动 却让他感受到世界还有人爱他。
然而,我也感恩我有顺服神在我心中的感动。。。

主啊,让我的心永远不要刚硬,让我时刻能体会你的心,而会甘心顺服你旨意。。。

I went to the hospital to understand the situation. The doctor said because he drank pesticide, his throat, trachea and stomach were all burnt and damaged, so he could not eat or drink anything anymore. The condition was very severe, the doctor predict he could not survive through that night.

I walked towards his bed. He looked at me, he was very alert and could still speak. I held his hand and asked why he did that.
He looked at me with much emotion, tears circling his eyes and said, “Pastor, I’m sorry, I don’t want to die, I really don’t want to die now… Will Jesus forgive me?”

I prayed for him, for the Lord to forgive and have mercy on him, and also for God to manifest His miracle. I left at about eleven midnight, at that time he still could not eat anything. I thought he would pass away that night…

Miracle happened! News from the hospital the next morning said he was very alert mentally, and he could even eat and drink normally! But the X-ray report clearly stated that was not possible because his throat etc all the way to the stomach were all damaged! I really doubted the doctor’s conclusion or examination, the doctor was still very adamant though could not explain the phenomenon… He continued to be normal for the next few days. I began to believe that he was going to survive.

On the fourth day, report from the hospital…
He died.
I was very shocked!

I heard, in the afternoon on the third day, he called his mother to his side. He asked for forgiveness from his mother saying he was not a good son, that he did not take good care of and provide for her. Then, according to the patient next to his bed, that night he was singing songs of praise softly and continuosly till dawn, and he became very quiet.
His neighbour thought he must have grown tired and fell asleep, but when the nurse came around to check, he had passed away peacefully, no pain, no struggle…
Singing softly to the Lord till he left this world, guess that was God’s mercy for him? And I also believe it was the Lord Himself who came to bring him home.

On the day of the funeral, his mother came over specially to me and told me her son said, though he was useless, there was still someone who loved him in this world. He told his mother that his pastor loved him and would hug him everytime…
I felt ashamed as I think about this, such an easy act and sometimes I would be so unwilling to give. And yet this little act caused him to feel there was still someone who loved him in this world.
However, I did thank God I obeyed His prompting in my heart.

O Lord, may my heart never grow hard, may I feel Your heart every moment and willingly obey Your desire…

 

 

 

他痛苦的說:我不要死。。。 He said painfully: I don’t want to die…

 

都忘了是哪一年了,只记得那天下午我在教会排练圣诞节詩歌,电话响了。。。

另一端传来消息说他自杀了,问我能到医院吗?医生说沒救了,应该渡不过今晚。。。
我愣住了!脑海一片混乱!三天前不是还好好的吗?当时我不是才在办公室辅导他吗?怎么又去做傻事?

我无法马上抽身,只能晚上去看他,心中求主怜悯,彰显神迹让我还能见到他,跟他说话,或者让他神迹般活下去。。。

他,三十出头的单身汉,患有忧郁症,皆因以前迷信相信算命的妖言,苦等他“发财”的日子,结果一直没到,他崩溃了。

最初他来教会时,头发凌乱、衣物不整,身上还有一点难闻的味道。
看得出他愁绪万缕,也看得出他精神状况不好,更不需要猜就知道他一定没有朋友。

散会后上来被祷告时,我为他按手祷告,心中有感动给他一个拥抱,让他知道耶稣爱他,我也不拒绝他。。。
但。。。他的精神状态、样貌、还有身上的味道怎么办。。。?我还是顺服了心中的感动去抱他,而且以后为他祷告后,都会尽量抱他一下。

有一次他主动带着微笑跟我们说,以前别人是不可能看到他的笑容的;他开始对人生有一点盼望,虽然精神状况还在恢复当中。

家里不是每个人都信主,难免受不了他一个大好男人不去上班赚钱,所以时而会催逼他赶快去找工作。

他自杀前三天来见我就是说承受不了家里的压力了。
我继续鼓励他,也抓住他的手一起祷告,他也还能微笑跟我握手说谢谢。
我以为一切都正常了,可是突然间这消息。。。(待续)

I have forgotten which year it was, I can only remember I was practising some songs for Christmas that afternoon. The phone rang…

The other side conveyed me the news that he had committed suicide, they asked whether I could go to the hospital. The doctor said there was no hope and he would not survive through that night…
I was stunned! My mind was blank! Was he not alright just three days ago? Was I not counselling him then in my office? Why did he do this foolish thing again?

I could not leave immediately, I could only go at night. I prayed for God’s mercy that He would perform a miracle that I would still be able to see him and talk to him, or perhaps that he would live miraculously…

He was a single man of slightly more than thirty years old. He was suffering from depression, the result of superstitiously believing in some fortune-teller’s nonsense and waiting for the “day” he would strike gold but it never came and he had a breakdown.

When he first came to church, messy hair, shrivelled shirt, and some unpleasant body odour, you could tell he was full of worries, could also tell his mental condition was not so sound, and there was no need to guess that he had no friend.

After the service, he came up to be prayed for. I laid hand on him. There was a prompting in my heart to give him a hug to let him know Jesus loves him and that I do not reject him too… but… what with his not very sound mind, and appearance, and the smell…? Anyway, I obeyed my heart and gave him a hug and subsequently I would try my best to give him a hug each time after I had prayed for him.

Once, on his own initiative, with a smiling face he told us no one could ever see him smile before.
He began to have some hope for living though his mental condition was still in the process of getting better.

Not everyone at home was a Christian, inadvertently they could not stand a grown man not going out to work to earn some money.
So on and off they would push him to go look for a job.

Three days before he committed suicide he came to see me, telling me he could not handle the pressure from home.
I continued to encourage him and held his hand to pray with him. He could even shake my hand and smile and say thanks to me.
I thought everything would be alright, then suddenly the news came… ( To be continued…)