Papa was admitted to the hospital on Sunday 6 May, 1979. Our family had been praying for him continually in the hospital and at home in different parts of the world. On Monday night (7 May, 1979) my mother was praying in the Spirit with tears until well past midnight. During her prayer the word of the LORD came to her and she prophesied:
"Joy comes in the morning. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.” (Psm. 30:5)
God’s message was repeated on her lips several times. In the early hours of about 4:00 a.m. on Tuesday morning (8 May, 1979) our Lord Jesus Christ took Papa home to be with Him in Paradise. All glory to God.
“Here is the patience of the saints; here are those who keep the commandments of God and the faith of Jesus. Then I heard a voice from heaven saying to me, ‘Write: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.’ ‘Yes’, says the Spirit, ‘that they may rest from their labors, and their works follow them.” (Rev. 14:12-13)
MEMORIES ABOUT PAPA
LOCATION - 210 Brewster Road, Ipoh, Perak, West MalaysiaDate: Late 1930's (before he became a member of True Jesus Church, Ipoh)
One day in the late 1930's my father brought home some toys for us. There were 3 small 6 inches toy cars, one red, one blue and one green. My father asked me to choose one of them. I choose the red toy car. I was very excited and ran to find Paul to show him my new present. He was in another room playing with his new toy too. He was making a lot of noise, while paddling around the house.
At first I was upset because his red toy car was so big - many, many times bigger than mine. I was about to open my mouth to say something, but Paul called me, "Come here, I'll teach you how to play with my new car. We can always play together." Then my father came into the room and said, "Very good. Both of you can always play with Paul's toy."I forgot about my jealousy as Paul was always very generous to me with all his presents. I was happy again playing with Paul.
My grandmother and mother were in the next room. I overheard my grand- mother telling my mother, "Do not get upset! I shall keep praying for you. I shall ask God to change your husband so that he will be baptized in our church and there will be no more quarrelling about celebrating Christmas and giving Christmas presents (My mother was upset because my father had promised her that he would not give the children Christmas presents that year). My father did not give us the presents on Christmas Day but he gave us a few days after Christmas.
My grandmother comforted my mother and asking her not to give up hopebut to always put her trust in God.God indeed heard my grandmother's prayers. My father was baptized into True Jesus Church on 23, September, 1939, and was ordained a deacon on 5 April, 1941.
My grandmother died on 5 May, 1941, just one month after my father's ordination as a deacon. Thank God for answering my grandmother's prayers. My grandmother was a very pious, kind and devoted Christian. She had helped many children and adults among her relatives and church members too.LOCATION: 10 VOON THIAN SOO ROAD, IPOH, PERAK, WEST MALAYSIADATE: 1968-1970
One night, between 1968 and 1970 (I cannot remember the exact date) I had a dream.
In the dream I was very worried about the affairs of the church in Ipoh, Malaysia. I prayed to God for help but God refused to listen to my prayer. Then I prayed more earnestly till I wept. I was puzzled why God refused to hear my prayer. So I prayed for understanding. Suddenly I heard a voice which said, "Read Malachi Chapters 3 and 4." I did not realize that I was robbing God in tithes and offerings all these years.
The next day I told my brother Paul about this. We had a family discussion that night. My father, Deacon Zacchaeus felt that it was not necessary to offer tithes to God but I told him that the Bible cannot be wrong. So we decided to pray to God for guidance. During our prayer I was filled with the Holy Spirit and spoke with a loud voice, "Zacchaeus, Zacchaeus, you are wrong."
I was very shocked as none of our relatives and friends ever called him by this name. This name was given to him when he was ordained as a deacon. Later I began to understand that it was God who gave the message and He wanted to purify and refine us till we present the right offerings to Him.
After the prayer my father was convinced that we should offer tithes to the Lord. My brother, Paul commented, "Today salvation has come to our house."
After that my father and my brother felt that they must preach about the offering of tithes in the church. Thanks to the Lord many members offered their tithes to the Lord for the first time in their lives.
The church offerings had increased tremendously since then. My family too had received great blessings from the Lord since we presented the right offerings to the Lord. Thanks to the Lord for revealing the truth to us and praise be His name always.
LOCATION: EDINBURGH, UNITED KINGDOM
DATE: APRIL-MAY, 1979
In April, 1979, my father was down with flu. After his recovery, he looked tired and weak. So I tried to cook his favorite Chinese dishes to fatten him up before I went to Scotland to attend the church dedication in Edinburgh.
On the Sabbath Day before our departure for our holidays, my father laid hands on my sister and myself during the last prayer in church. Later I questioned him about this. (He had never done this before when I went to other countries for Spiritual Convocations, Bible Seminars, etc.) He said that he wanted God to take very good care of us when we were in U.K.
One night while we were in Edinburgh, Elder John Wu of New York Church and another deacon knocked on our door to inform us that our father was called back by the Lord. It was a great shock to my sister and myself because we were away from Toronto less than a week ago. Anyway we decided to stay in Edinburgh till after the Church dedication. That night we prayed to God for comfort and guidance.
That night I had a dream. In my dream I saw my father in a kind of hospital ward. Everyone in the ward was wearing white clothes and they were all just fast asleep.
Later on I had another dream. In this dream I saw my father climbing up a very high and steep, rugged mountain. I saw him using both his hands and feet to climb the mountain. He had to use all his strength and energy. Both his hands were bruised and were bleeding.
Then he turned around and said to me, "I have completed my job. I am tired. Now I am going home."
Thank and praise God for comforting me in my time of sorrow.
When I returned to Toronto, I comforted my mother. I told her about my two dreams in Edinburgh. I also said to her, "Remember what papa said to God. He asked God to let him spend the last five years of his life serving Him in a place where the true gospel had never been preached before."
God had fulfilled papa's wishes. Papa would have completed 5 years of residence in Toronto on October 1978. If he had died in November or December the ground could be covered with thick snow.
But God called him home in the springtime. Just look outside: the ground is covered with beautiful flowers, the sun is shining bright in the sky, the birds are singing, and the weather is warm. God is kind to all of us. Now he is with the Lord and heaven is more beautiful than springtime on earth.
God is really wonderful. Hallelujah! Amen!
May God bless you