Should Christian acknowledge the existence of ghost?

While I was a small, there were many ghost stories being told. That of headless ghost roaming around the streets and ghost in red dress seeking revenge.

I remembered at very young age, maybe 6 or 7 years, my mom brought me to a cinema opposite our Chye Kay Village open air theatre. I think those days in the mid 60s, the cinema was showing in black and white. My mom would cover my eyes with her hand whenever the scary part appears. I could only peek in between her finger, of the ghostly figure walking around the well looking for victim.

Then I also remembered that my elder sister and cousin would tell me that by biting our fingers, and throw the drop of blood towards the ghost will frighten them away. But it was just a believe, I didn’t try that; neither did any of my sister or cousin sacrifice their precious blood for this purpose as I can recall. It is just plain talking only. Since childhood, there is wide spread believe that there co-exist of ghost and human on earth, only those with low spirit will be able to see them or with dog’s eye can see them.


My neighbourhood Indian friend had his face scratched by ghost. (Around mid 60s)


At that time, after we heard his story, all of us said that he deserved it. What happen was, every morning about 5.30am, this brave young Indian boy will go to the graveyard opposite my zinc roof bungalow house across the road. He would shit at one of those grave and them come back home, but this time round I think he really pissed off the resident at the graveyard. He told his parent what happen. He was about to leave the place after having done his business there, then he saw a white paper came down from the mango tree and then the paper turn into a ghostly figure and started to scratch his face. He said he was being attacked as he ran to his home. Everybody can see the gruesome finger scratch mark all over his face. At their house door (they rented from my second uncle), above the door entrance they hung lots of dried leaves to ward off the devil and it seems to work. From that day onwards, this Indian boy never ever dare to do his business at the graveyard anymore, and nobody knew the reason why he did that in the first place.


A woman attacked by ghost evident by arm being pulled back and stuck in that position. (Around mid 60s)


We heard a woman screaming frantically at around 10.45pm. I was watching a drama on T.V. with my family members. Every one of us heard the frightful screaming but none of us dare to open the door to find out what’s happening. The next day, I heard my father spoke to a neighbourhood friend. His friend said that a woman was attacked by a ghost as she was walking along Chye Kay Road (those day, the road wasn’t paved, harden red soil served by dimly lit street lights), and she ran but the ghost pulled her hand so hard that it dislocated her arm and stay in the pulled back position. I didn’t get to see the woman, as she was perhaps in a clinic. That was being relate to us by my father. I believed the story as I had heard the screaming the previous night.


A tenant told me that she saw a ghost walked on railway track near to Hillview area (Around July 2002)


I was marketing an apartment for sale or rental at Hillview area (apology cannot disclose the condo). An Indonesian lady responded to my advertisement. So I told her about the unit I am marketing. As a dutiful agent, I advise her on  the price, location and decor and the terms and condition. Then to attract her further, I said that this unit is not facing pool and at quiet corner facing the greenery. That moment, she interrupted “Did you say facing the greenery, may I confirm if it is facing the railway track also?” I replied her “Yes, it is facing the railway track on the left.” Before she even spoke,  I had goosed bump and I do not know why. She said in a shaken tone “That unit, I can’t take, I saw ghost!” Then, I asked her “What happened? What do you mean?” Then she replied me “There was an agent rented out this unit to me that faces the railway track. Then one evening, I was at the balcony hanging my cloth and I saw a lady in white walking on the railway track towards my direction. She had very long hair, but at that distance I couldn’t see her face. Immediately I kept my clothing, packed everything and left the place. I forgo my deposit money and never come back again.” After that incident, I somehow decided to stop marketing the unit. The owner bought this condo for her daughters to stay but all of them didn’t want to stay there. Instead, they stayed with the family at Yio Chu Kang home.


“Look there is an old woman washing the kitchen floor” potential buyer told me (Around 2003-2004)


This was an apartment a home owner gave me sole agency to market, it was a 3+1 unit located at 10th floor at Hillview area. The lady owner came to see a new condo I was marketing and told me about her unit. She wasn’t free to meet me at the condo but her father came to show me and I was advised not to come to the unit after 6.45pm, her reason was it is too dark. I met the father outside the apartment; first thing I notice was that the house number was being removed. I didn’t ask the owner’s father why. Then I went in, I think about 6pm and have a look around of the house. The father was maybe about 57 years of age. After seeing the house and take down all the attributes of he house, I advertise the property for sale. As usual, I screen for good potential buyer and one co-broke agent make appointment to see the house with his buyers at 6.30pm. There was some delay, finally the whole buyer gang came, the parent, two brothers and two sisters came. The owner’s father was already at the house waiting for us. Just at entrance, I was about halfway in, the younger sister poke her head in and mentioned to me like “there is someone cleaning the floor”. I wasn’t paying attention at her remark because I was very focus on selling the unit. Then I invite them to come into the house. There seems to be some reluctance to enter the house. I encourage and persuaded them and one by one they came in to the main hall with me, I wanted to show them the kitchen first but all of them seems unwilling to see the kitchen. So I lead them the bedrooms, and all of them after having seen the bedroom were left with kitchen to see. Then the son (introduced to me by co-broke agent that he is the buyer) said that he don’t have to see the kitchen. Then I look at both the sister and the younger one decided to go with me to the kitchen to see, while the rest stay put at the living area. The two sisters went with me to the kitchen area and the younger one in particle seems to be more interested in looking for something. Then we all went down the lift together bedding goodbye to house owner’s father. We all walked together towards the swimming pool and I asked them for feedback on the house. All of them seem stung, lost for words and at the same time I saw the frightful reddish face of the brother and none of them want to say a word to me. Then I turned to the agent and ask him for feedback. The agent also said nothing, he just said that they need to go back and discuss.

As I reached home, I started to recall the whole event. Then I remembered the younger sister did told me that she saw an old lady cleaning the kitchen floor. My hair started to raised by the goosed bumps. I remembered that while my family was moving into Ang Mo Kio,  my father’s friend advised him not to take flat at Bukit Batok because there was story told that an old lady ghost is cleaning at the kitchen floor of home owner at certain house at certain time. I start to realise that this description matches what the younger sister was telling at the door entrance. At once, everything started to confirm the spooky ghostly happening. That the house owner did not want me to arrange viewing the house after 6.30pm. That the house number was being removed. The younger sister saw the old lady cleaning kitchen floor. The whole family were reluctant to view the kitchen because of the reason. At the swimming pool area, the whole family showed me their frightened look and not saying anything about the house after viewing. A few days later I went to the condo again, this time round I take the opportunity to speak to the security guard personnel. A Malay told me that there was one Chinese contractor fell to his death from the ladder during painting and nobody knew why he fell. Could it be that he saw the old lady cleaning the kitchen? Actually I wanted to ask the lady house owner more detail about the house but decided not to do so because I feel that I shouldn’t involve in it anyway as the old lady did not let me see her probably because I wasn’t the buyer. And she let the buyers saw her because she don’t want them to buy over the house. Then, I told the owner that I do not want to market the property without giving any reason.

The contractor went back to Golden Landmark S.C.  just before midnight (Around 2005)


I secured a shop space at 4th level Golden Landmark S.C. I was running my web design and hosting business over there. I thought it was a very ideal location for me to run auction web site also. Take in used good and mark up for profit. What’s more can I ask for? Minutes to Bugis MRT station and the shop have very good double huge glass panel frontage. So I worked at the shop daily from 10.30am till almost midnight 23.35 hours, just enough time for me to catch my last MRT train home. At that time I stayed in Jurong West, The Floravale condo. Since the shops main entrance were closed as the management guideline for shop to operate up to 9pm only. Working after 9pm can be tiring because the central air conditioning was off and it was quite stuffy at times. For me to get out of the building there was only one exit, that was through the staircase that leads out to the door just outside the night club. Every night I would past by those Chinese hostess smoking outside the door.

Then one evening also about same time 23.40 hours, I would get out of the exit door and walked down the stair case. I walked down flight of steps, cleared the 3rd floor, and the 2nd floor and then just about reaching the ground floor on the 4th step from ground level, I heard heavy footstep behind me, I turned around, and I saw a pair of legs worn browned safety booth walking up the staircase, just turn the corner and I could see his body just the blue jean and boot because at that angle it was blocked the wall. Sure, I knew who or what is it and I quickly get out of the door exit and hurried home. The next day, I told the incident to my security friend who run the business there, and he told me that during the construction of Golden Landmark Hotel, there was one foreman killed in an accident. That really sent chills down my spine.  Then two days later, while I was in my shop, my security friend throng into my shop space and showed me his right bandaged leg. I asked him what happened? He said that what I told him was true. He offered the burning of incense and some offering at the staircase and saw the ghost, and he told me that he sprained his leg when he jumped the staircase while running away in fright.


Friends, all the story above is my true encounter. Should I because I am a Christian now say that all my these experience are hoax? Well let’s check with the bible.


If you do a google search on the internet, you will find that all or majority of  would say that there is no such thing as ghost, only spirits. Here is some explanation taken from


Question: “What does the Bible say about ghosts / hauntings?”

Answer:Is there such a thing as ghosts? The answer to this question depends on what precisely is meant by the term “ghosts.” If the term means “spirit beings,” the answer is a qualified “yes.” If the term means “spirits of people who have died,” the answer is “no.” The Bible makes it abundantly clear that there are spirit beings, both good and evil. But the Bible negates the idea that the spirits of deceased human beings can remain on earth and “haunt” the living.

Hebrews 9:27 declares, “Man is destined to die once, and after that to face judgment.” That is what happens to a person’s soul-spirit after death—judgment. The result of this judgment is heaven for the believer (2 Corinthians 5:6-8; Philippians 1:23) and hell for the unbeliever (Matthew 25:46; Luke 16:22-24). There is no in-between. There is no possibility of remaining on earth in spirit form as a “ghost.” If there are such things as ghosts, according to the Bible, they absolutely cannot be the disembodied spirits of deceased human beings.

The Bible teaches very clearly that there are indeed spirit beings who can connect with and appear in our physical world. The Bible identifies these beings as angels and demons. Angels are spirit beings who are faithful in serving God. Angels are righteous, good, and holy. Demons are fallen angels, angels who rebelled against God. Demons are evil, deceptive, and destructive. According to 2 Corinthians 11:14-15, demons masquerade as “angels of light” and as “servants of righteousness.” Appearing as a “ghost” and impersonating a deceased human being definitely seem to be within the power and abilities that demons possess.


Here is my take on explaining the universal acknowledgement of ghost amongst all races and religion.


The famous story of Peter walks on Water :-


Matthew 14:24-27 “Meanwhile, the disciples were in trouble far away from land, for a strong wind had risen, and they were fighting heavy waves. About three o’clock in the morning, Jesus came toward them, walking on the water. 26 When the disciples saw him walking on the water, they were terrified. In their fear, they cried out, “It’s a ghost!” But Jesus spoke to them at once. “Don’t be afraid,” he said. “Take courage. I am here!”


Mark 6:47-50 “Late that night, the disciples were in their boat in the middle of the lake, and Jesus was alone on land. 48 He saw that they were in serious trouble, rowing hard and struggling against the wind and waves. About three o’clock in the morning, Jesus came toward them, walking on the water. He intended to go past them,  but when they saw him walking on the water, they cried out in terror, thinking he was a ghost. They were all terrified when they saw him.  But Jesus spoke to them at once. “Don’t be afraid,” he said. “Take courage! I am here!”


If there is no ghost, why would the disciple afraid of it and even exclaimed the sighting of ghost?  Well, I had state my point. Ghost are souls (or spirit) that was being left on earth to roam about. They had not been taken by Hades to “hold place” or in hell. No one know the reason why they were left around. They can’t be the dismembered spirit as the like of demons and other evil spirits. While I don’t believe in them, neither worship them nor afraid of them as I a powerful Holy Spirit who lives in me. You don’t worship them either! I only acknowledge their existence I had my encounter before being reborn again. Plead the blood of Lord Jesus Christ and any spirit will fleed!

The Bible also clearly state that no Christian should be involved or have anything to do with spiritual realm unless he or she is being lead by Holy Spirit in the spiritual realm of Kingdom of Heaven or spiritual battle. Involvement in spiritual realm has he danger of  getting oneself involve in sorcery or spirit of divination, witchcraft or even attempting to draw power from the dark spiritual forces.

Addon notes : Was disturb and uneasy after posted this article. Then at dinning time, quiet time with HIM. I teared a little bit as if hearing the heartbeat of Father Jesus “It don’t have to be this way, these lost souls could had enjoyed life in heaven if they had received salvation. But they were stranded in midway before hell after judgement when they die.” I know our Lord Jesus was sobbing for the lost souls. Choo Thomas and many others who was brought to witness hell had witnessed Lord Jesus sobbed.

Hello Doctor, I don’t need medication

Work as senior Technician from Sept 1976 to Nov 1999

I ROM (register of marriage) my wife on May 1986 and had our actual wedding 1987 Year End, we had a short honeymoon in Penang because I was not allowed to tour other country at that time as I was selected to go to USA for training and then attachment to Luke AFB (Air Force Base) located in Phoenix Arizona, USA.

Life was pretty normal and my wife bear me two sons while I was back in Singapore. From 1995 to 1997, I was deployed again to Phoenix Arizona, USA. This time, my wife went with me with the addition of two kids. Then I came back again to Singapore sometimes July 1997. At that time, I was running the Section of 46 over technicians as Section WO-in-Charge. I was in the Aircraft Structural Repair Section.

Change of Officer in charge, indecisive and irresponsible civilian engineer

From a military officer holding the rank of Capt, our Flight had a change to a Civilian Engineer, probably equivalent to the rank of Capt. This new civilian in command was very indecisive in many area, very oppressive and unreasonable. He must be the worst officer commander I had ever came across. Many times he would expect me to make decision, and yet always criticized. He gave his reason of giving me this appointment Section Warrant-officer-in-charge was to enable me to make decision on on manpower and technical issues. I observed and felt bad for my sub-ordinates having to work overtime to generate aircraft. In this military world, many things is by command decision. Example, at time we estimated the time needed to repair an aircraft was two days, people in Ops would force down onto us to complete the repair work by the next day because they needed the number of aircrafts to be in the air by certain timing. That causes lots of work pressure, apart from repairing we also have to fulfill the modifications and F16 is not the only fighter aircraft types we worked on. Many time this civilian officer would want to score point by volunteering projects even though he knew of our tight schedule and I felt bad that many of my sub-ordinates have had worked long over time hour without much rest. I, being their section leader had to instruct them to do the extra project that this civilian OC had volunteered. One of the project, I could never forget was to convert a A4 Skyhawk carcass into a “toot toot” train for the open house carnival in Paya Lebar Airport. Two A4 Skyhawk carcasses was given to us to work on, one as a spare. Then he had more ideas, he wanted to convert one into an training aircraft. This OC was out of his mind, our building was not designed to take in any aircraft, not enough space unless we modify the entrance door and remove many workshop tables, but he insisted that we have to make it happen.

Then we have these ‘Efficient email system’ those people on top would just need to have ideas everyday and they would key in their plans and email out. Many times someone else on top sat on it and by the time the email reached us from our OC, it was like 2 months job we were required to finished within a few days or 2 weeks. We do not know who was the culprit who sat on the email but we can’t argue with higher ranking person. Many times, unreasonable command decision were given like, next day we have to sent 5 men to attend the funeral parade or to support some sport event as spectators. While many people on top can easily just type some command decision by the click of the keyboard and mouse, while over at our end we were struggling with our limited time and manpower needed for aircraft generation.

This OC was really an irresponsible and evasive king. Many times, when he knew that he had to confront officer higher in rank and he knew he that can’t solve the problem, he would go away to any place and had used the excuse that he need to discuss something couple of times, leaving me to handle the situation. Then when the higher officer had left, he would come back and criticize and scold me for making such decision. Whenever he was away, he was not contactable and he warned us not to call him. No matter what problem I highlighted to him or decision make since he was not around, he would criticize. Whichever way, I moved on the right or left, he would criticized. At times, I told that him that he has to make the decision since the technical problem is not within my scope to solve and I highlighted that he had to make the decision or call the higher ranking officer but he insisted that this kind of simple task of handling officer I could do it and then I must inform him of the outcome, and thereafter he would criticized again. I just can’t bear to instruct my sub ordinates to do tasks and also many of them refused to carry out job that was deemed ridiculous. So I was sandwiched in between the OC and my sub-ordinates.

Lapsed into depression.

Soon, I went into depression with so many conflicting area to take care and I also lost my ability to control my men. One thing about me is that I was quite soft hearted, I can’t bear to see my sub-ordinate over worked and a lot of things I took it upon myself. I was also in charge of the training department for the whole flight and I was told by my OC to download to another person and I did, the other person did not do the good job as I had done. My depression from bad went to worst, I could not sleep at night and at work place, could not do much as I was really depressed being pressurized from all sides especially with a OC who can’t make decision and yet want to score points by volunteering projects. I couldn’t take the pressure and on the verge of breaking down.

The voice beckoning me to commit suicide.

Being pressurized from many sides, the OC give instructions, my sub-ordinate don’t corporate. The problems seems to be very huge like giants and could not be solved. I had suicidal thoughts, there was inner voice continuously speaking in my mind beckoning to end my life and it was very persuasive at telling me that ending my life will settle everything. At time, I tried to steer my car into a head on collision but my conscience spoke to me that I could have killed other innocent people, they may have family to take care of. The picture of other people’s family livelihood steered me back on the proper path again, then I drove straight home with lots of thought going in my mind. I had attempted this on a few occasion but my conscience always helped me steer back into proper path again.

There was once while at home, I woke up very early in the morning 5am, the voice in mind is beckoning to kill myself again, I stayed on the 10th floor, I ran down to the 6th floor and wanted to jump down but than my conscience spoke to me again, “Do I have enough insurance coverage to cover my two sons and family.” So I went back home instead and looked at my insurance policies, barely cover $600,000. Not sufficient, I thought, I needed at least $1.3 million. So I didn’t do it.

My wife dragged me to a clinic

My wife seeing me not any better, dragged me to a clinic. The doctor prescribed me medication that can help me with the chemical imbalance. I felt slightly better after taking the medicine everyday but this medicine had some effect on me, I was slow in my work and felt sleepy easily. The work pressure was increasing and new tasks were given to me. The Warplan Readiness had issues that was not solved by the person handling it since three years ago and I was expected to come up with solution to solve it within months. While I was doing night shift, I don’t have to go out to the field to work because I sent my sub ordinate out while I station in office as control center. Then I saw a poster being pasted onto the crew room wall that said “If you have problem, call this number 6XXX XXXX.” I took down the number and I called the next morning telling the help department about my depression problem. Then I was arrange to have an interview with the department and I was referred to a SAF Psychiatrist, Colonel (Dr) Ang Yong Guan.

Colonel (Dr) Ang Yong Guan, was very professional in his work. He started to ask about my well being. Then I did most of my talking and I trusted him. So he asked if I had suicidal thoughts, I told him I had. Then, the first time I saw him he prescribed to me a tablets, Red and White in colour. I had forgotten the dosage, 4 capsules a day I think. This helped to maintain chemical balance so that my brain can absorbed more nutrient. When I returned to my office after 2 weeks of MC, my OC talked to me, he said he wanted to relieve me of all the responsibility, just concentrate on doing training notes. At that point of time, I was telling myself that my this career can considered gone. Perhaps at that time I wasn’t clear in my mind but now I knew Colonel (Dr) Ang must had told him to relieve me of my work.

I must had seen Colonel (Dr) Ang Yong Guan for about 3 months, and the medicine dosage was reduced to I think 2 tablets a day. With all the responsibilities relieved, I have no more suicidal thoughts. Then, one of my nephew birthday was celebrated at Macdonald at Yishun, everybody was so concerned about me, tapping my shoulders giving me a lot of encouragement, and advised me not to anyhow think. Asked me to think of happy and positive things.

Then one day, I remembered I once read an article on how a doctor had seen a patient with migraine problem, and prescribed tablets of glucose to her but told her it was Panadol. Then she took the medicine as panadol and told the doctor that her migraine was cured. The doctor actually proved that sickness are mostly self induced. From this incident I told myself that my depression was psychological, and I told myself that I can be cured too, I don’t need the medicine, it was causing me to be slow in my action and sleepy. So I reduced my dosage from 2 capsules a day to 1 capsule a day and then on second week, 1 capsule in two days and by the third week, I was completely free from taking the medicine. I think it was on the 6th or 7th month I had appointment with Colonel (Dr) Ang again and I told him that don’t have to take the medicine anymore. Then he ask if I would like to get a discharge from my regular service. At the same time I confided to Colonel (Dr) Ang that my mother was diagnosed with stomach cancer and was having the Kimo Therapy. Colonel (Dr) Ang further informed me that, I may relapsed into depression again if I were to be exposed to the same ambient, and again asked if I would like to get a discharge from my regular service. Then after a while I replied that I would like to have a discharged. Not being fully recovered, I had a call from my father saying that my mom couldn’t make it on 27 Oct 1999. I was telling myself that I was not well and I have many tasks need to finish. Then I went home after office hour, it was too late, I wasn’t able to be by my mother bedside when our Lord Jesus took her to Heaven. I was very remorseful at that time.

Fully healed and discharged from the RSAF

End Nov 1999, I was declared depression completely healed and the letter drafted by Colonel (Dr) Ang Yong Guan had helped me to be able to get away from the place of oppression and I work as Real Estate since then.

Hello Doctor, I don’t need medication!

I would like to thank people I for my healing:-

First of all , I would like to thank God for giving everyone of us conscience, it was the conscience that saved my life.

Secondly, I would like to thank my wife for having dragged me to a clinic

Thirdly, I would like to thank Colonel (Dr) Ang Yong Guan for being a very professional Psychiatrist and he was the President of the Singapore Psychiatric Association for two consecutive terms, and is currently the founding Chairman of the Action Group for Mental Illness. I would like to thank Samuel Neo from the SAF counselling department who referred me to Colonel (Dr) Ang. And, all my friends and relatives for their support and encouragement.

I do sincerely hope that all the friends and relatives who has been standing by the person who was stressed to continue to stand by their side even though they had been healed. This was my personal experience, having recovered from depression, I really needed to get back to my normal life again but all the friends and relatives moved out of my sight probably because their thought is that I am alright, so I don’t need help anymore. Actually, when a person just recovered from depression, he needed help even more because during treatment only the professional psychiatrist can help the person. I wrote a poems depicting my story titled “The opposite of man.”

I like the PAP’s slogan “Have money gives money to help, have no money offer your strength to help.”

Get to know a great man, Apostle Paul, he was under tremendous stress at many occasion and yet didn’t slipped into depression, because he had someone inside him, that is our Saviour Lord Jesus Christ.

Paul said “We are hard pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken, struck down, but not destroyed.” 1 Corinthians 4:8-9

Today I can handle stress better than most people because I have the Holy Spirit in me and He taught me many things and I learned how to fellowship with the depressions of people because I have been through this before. One truth, when one have to face thing themselves because there is no friend around, no one to trust, always there is hope because you’ll have Lord Jesus inside of you all the time and he can help you PUSH out all external pressure trying to compress and collapse you.

Our psychiatrist favorite verse, we want to be like Lord Jesus. Luke 2:52, “which says that Jesus increased in wisdom, stature, in favor with God and with man.”

If you knew that you have the symptoms of depression; like getting sleepless, dropping hairs, no appetite, easily worried over small things, don’t let it slips into more serious condition. Accept Lord Jesus and pray to him for love and peace to come to you.
If you need someone to talk to, I can be contacted at +065 81631482 Also, make sure you see a qualified Psychiatrist as soon as possible.

Pictures drawn by a schizophrenia patient turned into demonic picture. That is the evident of how the tormenting spirit can influence the mind of people. Plead for the blood of Lord Jesus and it will flee away and be healed. See the lower picture on the left, it is painting of an owl. I remembered there was once during my youth, together with my cousin, I caught an owl at our front yard but my mom told us to let it go because she said owl will bring bad omen, there is something evil about it.(Those day when we stayed in zinc root “Bungalow” with rambutang and durian trees all around our house in Chye Kay Village, bull dozed to become Yishun New Town).

Click here to read how James Stacey defeated the tormenting spirit.

End Notes:

If there is anyone having stress and have suicidal thoughts. Come to Lord Jesus. You will receive salvation and be release from the bondage to these worldly stress.
Perhaps, yourself or the person could not make a decision or could not think of anything, the best option is to see a doctor, just like myself, I was dragged to the clinic by my wife. Thereafter having taken the medication and chemical imbalanced settle, your mind is more clear in thought, you should open yourself up and talk to people who are spirit filled (matured in faith). Having someone matured in spiritual life is very important, he and she can administer to you the right wisdom words that can help.
There is so much despair in this COSMO modern society !
Heard of this? “Man make, Man destroy
Man make machine and in return machine killed men. Terrorist attack, car accident, plane crashed, building collapsed due to earthquake, etc
Today, the person can love you deeply, next moment the person hates you.
Everything is so temporary, so short lived!
But you have one and only one way that is not temporary and never change even up to eternality. His love for you is unconditional, 24/7.
That’s right, Jesus is the only Way to life. His Salvation for Eternal life.
John 3:16 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.”

Success, being famous and rich is not everything!

My heart goes out to these young and successful actresses, actor and model, they succumbed to stress and committed suicide.
Actor Park Yong-ha, Actor/Singer Choi Jin Young, Actress Choi Jil Sil, Actress Jang Ja-yeon, Model Daul Kim, Designer Alexander McQueen

Actor/Singer Choi Jun Young was the most pitiful, his sister committed suicide in Oct 2008 and since her death, he has had to take on the heavy burden of raising her children together with his mother. He too succumbed to stress and had committed suicide in March 2010.

Click picture to stop spinning, bigger picture and read their Biography.

At the back of my mind I was screaming in desperation, “Why Lord, why Lord, there wasn’t any Cultural Mandate in South Korean to help these famous people to get rid of their stress by placing hope in you, Father Jesus. There wasn’t any Cultural Mandate seeded and growth.”

Praise the Lord! Cultural Mandate is now in place in Taiwan, Hong Kong, and seedling are growing in China, and South Korean soon!
Let’s us hold hand together and pray and fight “the evil voice that is beckoning people to commit suicide.” Away, away you evil spirit, I command you to get away from the hold onto these stressful people in Jesus’ name.

FREEDOM in Prison

FREEDOM in prison

No, I am not talking about how to escape from Prison. I am sharing a testimony of a real experience of an ex-convict.
Those olden days.
I remember those days, when we see policemen in shorts. You know, those days, where our means of communication was the chunky Telephone system where lamp poles lined the streets. And the telephone lines were strung across the whole Singapore Island, inches away from the power lines. Kites hung perilously on these wires, breaking the hearts of those boys or girls who had lost them. The phone in those day use the rotary dial with the pulsing sound of “Click” “Click” as it goes through numbers by numbers.
Chye Kay Village
Every morning when I woke up, I saw the streets littered with broken glass bottles from the previous night’s gang fights. Our home was however very safe from these gangster. Perhaps, mainly because we were a good friend to one of the gangster leader, where everyone called him “Toa Eee” which in Hokkien means “Big Baby”. I guess my eldest Sister was really pretty at that time. The Village we lived in was called Chye Kay Village. Oh yes, I remembered the roadway was of hardened red soil, back in the 1960s. Each time after rain, the road was slippery and school girls and boys who had fallen went to school with soiled clothing.
We knew the Gangster leader
“Big Baby” came to our home once every week. For most of the visits, my sister had to help him with medication to treat his bruised and at times bleeding knuckles due to fights. My sisters had advised him to get out of his gang but he said that he can’t. I’m not sure which gang he was from. At that time we had “Kee Leng Tong” “Ang Soon Tong”. So we will make him coffee. And after two hours or so, he would go off. He never stayed more than 4 hours. His family operates a Grocery Shop. It is less than 3 mins from the main Sembawang Road.
Then, Chye Kay Village had the road ungraded to asphalt. Though we no longer have a slippery road after the rain we still had even more broken bottles from gangster fights. Maybe the gangsters took advantage of the new hardened ground to smash more glass bottles to show off their ferocity. My house was a zinc roofed Bungalow with 5 Rambutans Trees and two durian trees at our backyard. Opposite my house was the Chinese cemetery. Many gang fights occurred there. The different gangs wanted to establish territorial control. Once, “Big Baby” gangsters chased a rival gangster into our house, and he ran straight to the kitchen, hiding behind the cabinet. In fear, he lost his weapon. All the 3 to 5 gangsters were armed with knives and wooden clubs. Then “Big Baby” came in and scolded his gangsters for coming into our house. We pleaded for mercy for the gangster hiding in the kitchen. Immediately, “Big Baby” ordered his gangsters to leave our house. And they all left without pursuing the rival gangster who ran away through our kitchen’s back door. This is not the first time we had pleaded for someone’s mercy. I remember, once during the “Kai Yam” (curfew), when the Malay and Chinese were fighting and killing one another, one 4 mths pregnant Malay lady ran into our grass compound. She fell and pleaded for mercy and we saw a group of 3 Chinese village people about to jab the sawed off sharpened 1/2″ pipe into her belly. However we managed to plead for mercy for her in time and her life was spared.
“Big Baby” escaped from jail.
For almost one year we had not seen “Big Baby”. One day, “Big Baby” suddenly appeared in our house and my sister asked him why we didn’t see him for a long time. He said he had just escaped from the prison and that he was put behind bars after injuring someone seriously. After talking awhile without even having time for coffee, he left hastily. Then, 3 days later, we heard from some village friends that he was captured by the police again. 6 months later, surprisingly, he came to our house. He said that he managed to escaped from jail again. Then he left in a hurry. We didn’t know where he had gone to. As time went by, technology began to improve and we had a black and white TV at our Community Centre. I think it was the Nee Soon Community Centre. Our favorite TV show was Ultraman. My father was the bread winner at that time driving the Tay Kor Yak bus. My 2 sisters, the 2nd and 3rd, worked for the “Ang Mo” expat as maids while my eldest sister worked at home making clothes for people. Then my father proudly bought a black and white TV and he was very proud because my uncles and neighbours do not have one. Everybody came to our house to watch TV in the hall. For many years, we did not see” Big Baby” and forgot about him.
Someone familiar.
After almost 3 years plus, a tall clean shaven male visitor came to our house. He wore neat long pants with a gray long sleeved shirt holding a Holy Bible in his hand written in Chinese. He sat on the sofa only after my sister had invited him. Who was this couteous man, I wondered. I overheard my sister say with a surprised tone that he was “Big Baby”. He continued to speak to my sister after flipping some pages of the scriptures. And then he decided to move on. This time, he said ?Good bye? to everyone, something which he had never done before. The Lord Jesus Christ had set him free whilst he was kept captive in prison. He was set FREE from bondage to this Self and Worldliness. His mind was at peace and there was no need to escape from prison. I was maybe 6 to 7 years old at that time. So, I didn’t know much. My elder sister said that he accepted Jesus Christ after being counseled by a Pastor and he preached the Gospel to many inmates during those years that he was in prison. After “Big Baby” left us, we did not see him anymore even up till today.

My Friends, let the Lord Jesus Christ be your savior today. Even a gangster with a heart of iron can be touched and softened by God. I don’t see why you should not give yourself a chance today. It is not about religion or any commitment to join a Church, it is about connecting back to the Grace and Glory of God. There is nothing to lose. Whatever is physical will perish but the life that God gives is everlasting.

John 3:16 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.”

Releasing from Bondage to SELF and WORLDLINESS.

Genesis19:17 “so it came to pass, when they (the Angels) had brought them (Lot, 2 daughters and wife) outside ‘that he said, “Escape for your life! Do not look behind you nor stay anywhere in the plain. Escape to the mountains, lest you be destroyed.”

Genesis 19:24 “Then the LORD rained brimstone and fire on Sodom and Gomorrah, from the LORD out of the Heaven.”

Genesis 19:24 “But his wife looked back behind him, and she become a pillar of salt.”

Interesting story, the 2 cities Sodom and Gomorrah represents “SELF and WORLDLINESS” It doesn’t matter which one represent which. Reborn Christian choosing to look back, (in the other words, lusting for Worldliness and Self; things such as past achievements or something or someone who was so dear to him or her that they cannot let go) they will face SPIRITUAL DEATH!” You need the Power of the Holy Spirit, in the name of LORD Jesus to help to release from the Bondage to the “SELF and WORLDLINESS”.

A teaser, in Old Testament. Who stayed in the biggest Prison?

What is your answer?

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Answer is Jonah.
Because Jonah disobeyed God, he ran away from his mission to speak to the people in Nineveh and to warn them of their wickedness.
Jonah 1:17 “Now the LORD had prepared a great fish to swallow Jonah. And Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights”.

This is the Biggest Prison of all time, just for one person, Jonah. He was IN THE BELLY OF a whale – the dark, stinky stomach of the fish where there are dead bodies and filthy things inside. We are fortunate that we don’t have to be like Jonah. But we can consider that Jonah was fortunate, as at least he had direct communication with GOD. Worse off are those who have carefree and peaceful live but they aren’t sure if they are saved or NOT.
Then Jonah repented.
Jonah 1:9-10 “But I will sacrifice to you with the voice of thanksgiving. I will pay what I have vowed. Salvation is of the LORD. So the LORD spoke to the fish, and it vomited Jonah onto dry land”.
So Jonah carried out his mission but he was angry with God because he knew with his wisdom that God will forgive the people of Nineveh. He was very concerned about his own FACE. Click here to read about “Which Face you want to show.” God taught Jonah a lesson by making things happen. PLEASE READ BOOK OF JONAH FOR COMPLETE STORY.

Edited by Laura Tan 21/9/2008

End Notes:

Unfortunately, we do not have contact with “Big Baby” He is probably at the age of 62 plus years old by now. My old home Town, Chye Kay Village was Gazetted by Government. Grave yard exhumed, rubber tree plantations removed and ground leveled. Chye Kay Village was also called Nee Soon twelve and half mile. I remembered each Rambutan tree was compensated for only S$200 plus. Each year we can sell 3 times the compensated amount. Now, it is part of Yishun Estate and we all moved to AMK. And Chye Kay Village is in history. Added Notes: 19/05/2009 by Stanley Tan Praise the Lord, the route to completion of this faith. For Lord Jesus had said “I am the creator of all faith and the finisher.” 24/8/08 ==>Sharing by Fuyuki Kato (Inspired me to write a gangster true story) 19/9/08==>Prayer by E388, our Holy Spirit lead me to write this story. (have wish to know the accuracy of story, because it was writtened based on faith and at that time, I was too young to know much thing, only 6 to 7 years old) 23/12/08==>My Hope Singapore (arranged by E388, our Holy Spirit revealed that Pastor Neiville could be the person I was looking for) 18/05/09==>Today met Pastor Neiville Tan. Iron Man - Neiville Tan Pastor Neiville Tan confirmed that the story I wrote was quite accurate. He said that he had met “Toa Ee” while he was in Prison. Pastor Neiville Tan was release from prison in 1972. He told that “Toa Ee” was still serving jail term at that time. Today, Pastor Neiville said that “Toa Ee” or Bobby is being blessed, wealthy and is now staying in Canada. His age is now 60. If it is God’s will, my wish to met hime will be fulfilled. Amen Love you Lord Jesus.