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The First Youth Camp at Full Gospel Church, Assemblies of God, Sibu 2006
Group Presentation 1st Youth Camp at FGC,AOG,Jln Pahlawan 2006-Gideon and group members. |
Group photo after final session of 1st Youth Camp at FGC,AOG,Sibu 2006. |
Bro. Jason sharing God's Word to the youths at 1st Youth Camp at FGC,AOG,Sibu 2006. The theme was : Joshua 1:8. |
Final night session Youth Camp FGC, AOG Sibu 2006-Praise and Worship session. |
A triumphant Group presentation at Youth Camp FGC,AOG, Sibu 2006. |
Group photo for best group presentation Youth Camp 2006 at FGC,AOG,Sibu. |
Senior Pastor gave away the prize to brother Stephanus at the 1st Youth Camp FGC,AOG,Sibu 2006 Jln Pahlawan. |
Joyful Gideon received his prize from happy Senior Pastor at Youth Camp FGC,AOG Sibu 2006. |
Fellowship with friends at FGC,AOG, Sibu
Giving away gifts during Christmas 2004 |
Christmas presentation at FGC, AOG, Sibu 2003 |
After conducting the water baptism to 35 members of the FGC congregation, I had fellowship with my pastor friend who just returned from Seoul, S. Korea 2005. |
My family was given the honour to present a testimony in song-Christmas 2002(from left to right: my dad, my niece, myself, my son and my wife at FGC,AOG,Sibu. |
Giving away Christmas gifts at FGC,AOG, Sibu 2004 |
Water Baptism for 35 new members of FGC,AOG,Sibu at YMCA 2005. |
Sunday School Children Christmas presentation at FGC,AOG,Sibu 2003-4th from right is my son, Gideon. |
With some brothers after Sunday service -tea fellowship-2004 |
Christmas Pot Bless at FGC AOG Sibu 2004 |
Pot Bless Christmas Fellowship at FGC,AOG, Sibu 2004 |
Praying for the sick at FGC,NK, Kanowit 2007 |
My Siblings
with my youngest brother in Tawau, Sabah 2010. |
back row left to right: 2nd eldest sis-in-law, 2nd eldest brother, me & youngest brother; front -2 of my nieces in Miri-1985. |
3rd bro, me; youngest brother-1968. |
my 5 nieces and I -1983... |
my 2nd eldest sister and I in Miri...2010. |
Our family consists of 5 boys and 2 girls. I have 3 older brothers, 2 older sisters and 1 younger brother. So, I am the 2nd youngest. In the above photos, you can see for yourselves my other siblings.We don't have family photo, so I just upload some photos that show us together. I love all my siblings but I have special love for my youngest brother...a bond that is very strong...that I had since my mom was having him in her womb. I always said.."My little baby brother" even before he was born.
At the quarters
We were grateful that our Headmaster understood us when we applied to stay at the quarters. We also knew at that time he could not always let us went back during the intervals so the best solution was to let us stay at the quarters. When we stayed at the quarters, we also helped to take care of the school. We had our own vegetables garden behind our quarters and we made sure our compound was always clean the grass always cut short. The drains were kept clean. So we stayed there from sometimes in May 1993 until May 2000. I was away from home June 1997 till May 2000. After my studies, I was transfered to Sibu and my family followed me by the end of 2000. Our son, Gideon grew up in that quarters at SKSU, Dalat. Out of his 7 birthdays, most of them were celebrated there.We were and still are grateful to our students and nieces who used to help in taking care of our son. Thanks be to God, our son was a "home alone" since his first year in this world. It was easy to take care of him...not much tantrums and he got along with almost all his baby sitters.
The year my family moved out from dad's house
My first born son came on 3rd March 1993. My family and I were still staying at my dad's house then We cooked separately but always shared our special dishes with dad. Dad was happy with the arrangement.
Both my wife and I were teaching in the morning and we had to leave our son under my eldest sister in-law's care. We asked permission from our Headmaster to go and see our son if we had the interval to do so. We couldn't do these all the time. My baby boy was still breast feeding at that time and sometimes my wife needed to go back. Our school was across the river. We had to cross the Oya River and rode a motorcycle to school from my uncle's house. It wasn't easy. My wife had to learn how to ride a long boat. We used our 15hp Yamaha long boat to cross the river to my uncle's house which was just across the river opposite my dad's house. We helped dad to pay the bills and bought our own ration but usually we always gave dad those ration that he rarely had. Every forthnight we had to go to Sibu to see my parents-in-law. Then we made arrangement to cut down on travelling as our son was still a baby. We only visited my parents in-law once a month. So, at times
they had to visit us. After praying and considering the pros and cons, I discussed our plan of moving to the quarters with my dad. It was not easy, we knew we would miss dad and would not be able to take care of him as we usually did. We thought it was the best solution as we did not want to put our son risk and ourselves, too. See, it was not easy to cross the river everyday. I am sorry to say, though we paid our sister in-law to care for our baby boy, at times I caught her neglecting our son in his cradle while she slept sounding. We never scolded her. Then she always nagged that we did not pay the bills even though we did. She always seemed to cause dad to misunderstand us. This was the truth that propelled us to leave dad's house. Of course, we loved dad and we met him every Sunday at the church. We also visited each other frequently. We met in town and at our school. Dad understood why we had to leave and he knew we cared and still loved him very much. we still share our food and bought him presents. We were happy. My dad brought all my nephew and nieces to the church where we served God. I was happy for them...now I am not as they all go their own ways. I feel like my dad was cheated...they only followed dad when he was alive. Now he had gone to the Lord, they just follow their own ways and life style. May God forgive them. Dad used to come to our quarters on weekends and had lunch or dinner with us.
Both my wife and I were teaching in the morning and we had to leave our son under my eldest sister in-law's care. We asked permission from our Headmaster to go and see our son if we had the interval to do so. We couldn't do these all the time. My baby boy was still breast feeding at that time and sometimes my wife needed to go back. Our school was across the river. We had to cross the Oya River and rode a motorcycle to school from my uncle's house. It wasn't easy. My wife had to learn how to ride a long boat. We used our 15hp Yamaha long boat to cross the river to my uncle's house which was just across the river opposite my dad's house. We helped dad to pay the bills and bought our own ration but usually we always gave dad those ration that he rarely had. Every forthnight we had to go to Sibu to see my parents-in-law. Then we made arrangement to cut down on travelling as our son was still a baby. We only visited my parents in-law once a month. So, at times
they had to visit us. After praying and considering the pros and cons, I discussed our plan of moving to the quarters with my dad. It was not easy, we knew we would miss dad and would not be able to take care of him as we usually did. We thought it was the best solution as we did not want to put our son risk and ourselves, too. See, it was not easy to cross the river everyday. I am sorry to say, though we paid our sister in-law to care for our baby boy, at times I caught her neglecting our son in his cradle while she slept sounding. We never scolded her. Then she always nagged that we did not pay the bills even though we did. She always seemed to cause dad to misunderstand us. This was the truth that propelled us to leave dad's house. Of course, we loved dad and we met him every Sunday at the church. We also visited each other frequently. We met in town and at our school. Dad understood why we had to leave and he knew we cared and still loved him very much. we still share our food and bought him presents. We were happy. My dad brought all my nephew and nieces to the church where we served God. I was happy for them...now I am not as they all go their own ways. I feel like my dad was cheated...they only followed dad when he was alive. Now he had gone to the Lord, they just follow their own ways and life style. May God forgive them. Dad used to come to our quarters on weekends and had lunch or dinner with us.
The last few years my dad spent with us
Left to Right : dad, my wife & our son 2004 Sibu. |
The last few years dad stayed with us at our home in Sibu. That was between 2001 until 2006. He stayed with us during the duration of his medical treatment. I am not saying that he stayed with us all through those years. He came and went. Sometimes he stayed for a month and sometimes 2 weeks in a month. He was always worried for his farm in Dalat and the rest of my eldest brother's family members. It all began when he had to go for his cornea surgery and later another operation in his abdomen. It was during those last few years, my dad and I began to know each other much better in Christ's love. Whenever we were free we brought him around for sight-seeing. I am grateful to God and thank God for my dad. I really treasure those good times and sweet memories with my dad. The last few weeks he stayed with us were towards the end of March 2006. He went with the Lord on 5th April 2006 at 4.32pm in Mukah General Hospital. Please understand that my relationship with dad became better as a father-son relationship since 1990 when he accepted Jesus Christ. We began to understand the meaning of God's love for each of us. Glory be to God!
At the country side church
When my dad became a follower of Jesus Christ(Christian), he never missed the church services except when he was not feeling well. We(my wife and I) would pray for him when dad was ill...just before we left for church and after church. I observed my dad's zeal for God.In the photo above you can see my dad in striped t-shirt(front right) and my son in red t-shirt (fourth front left)as we praised and worshiped God at the country side church. I was not in the picture as I was the worship leader and my wife was at the keyboard that Sunday morning. Many relatives and close friends never dreamt that my dad would accept the Lord Jesus Christ as his personal Saviour and King. We were all happy for him! Glory be to God!
My Dad Heard The Word of God...
When I became a Christian, my dad was still an ancestors' worshiper. I was married in a church and strictly adhered to Christian wedding ceremony by an ordained pastor. It was difficult for me to invite my dad. He would make excuses...I was sad because I thought he would not come to my wedding ceremony. To my surprise he came one day earlier. I was so happy and on my wedding day I saw my dad at the front row or pew of the church. Both my relatives and friends as well as my bride's relatives and friends were seated in the church. As the music started...I saw my bride and her dad walking slowly up the isle of the church..I was waiting near the altar and the pastor was there. Now to cut the story short...before the ceremony the pastor shared the word of God. I glanced at my beloved dad and I noticed he was listening intensely. After the wedding ceremony, we had the photo taking sessions. When my dad stood next to me, I noticed some changes in him but I couldn't know exactly what. I found he was much gentle and loving in gestures and words. He congratulated me and my bride and wished us well. For the first time I saw that special affection glowed in my dad's eyes. I thanked my Lord that His Word had captivated my dad's heart. Months later after our marriage, to my surprise an excitement, my dad asked me for a Bible. I gave him one and everyday he asked me lots of questions concerning the Bible he was reading. Ironically, I became my dad's Bible teacher and my wife was my assistant. Weeks later, my dad went to worship at the church where my wife and I worshiped. Shortly later he personally accepted Christ and was water-baptized. It was the happiest day in my life to see my dad declaring Jesus Christ as his personal Lord and Saviour! Glory be to God! Thanks be to God the words of God shared by the pastor during our wedding had touched my dad's heart with the agape love of Christ. Alleluia!
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