79. Prayer doesn't come out

 

Evangelism in the Russian countryside

Before Jesus was crucified, He prayed in the Garden of Gethsemane, and as the Son of God, He obeyed the will of the Father and chose the cup of the Lord, which was so difficult, Jesus meant that He was to be crucified, to be insulted, but to die for your sins, for my sins, in our place of death, so that we might be saved by faith.

When we are in a bad environment that often disappoints us and we cannot pray, who can save us from this life? When I was in Rostov-on-Don, there were several mornings of devotional, and I couldn't pray because I couldn't see hope, so I fell on my knees and wept until I ran out of energy. And I continued to kneel there until I could pray aloud, and then I prayed for war or to serve, and in my Christian life, without praying, I knelt there until I had spoken my voice, and then I could get up to eat or do anything else. There is no ministry without prayer.

The markets and shops in Rostov closed at half past five in the afternoon, and at five o'clock people were restricted from entering, and I could only come out, and on several occasions I could not buy food, and when I came home, I opened the refrigerator, and there was nothing in it, so I cried, forced myself to fast, and finally added prayer.

It snowed for half of the year in Rostov-on-Don, and in the last two or three months of winter, the food I could easily get was Russian coffin bread, which I had survived on Russian bread, Russian butter and boiled water for three meals a day for two months. Of course I could buy imported frozen food, the price was so expensive, like eating gold and silver, I often wanted to eat imported ham, I walked into the store, looked at the ham meat, my saliva would naturally flow down, wiped it with my hands, and then went out, looked up at the gray sky in winter, I seemed to have eaten a ham feast, God is so good to me!

78. Women's Crafts & Bible Study Class

 

Roza, brother Biyii and Nancy

The winter in Rostov lasts for six months, and the average woman has nowhere to go, there is nothing to pass the time, so I open my office to women's crafts and Bible study classes, if only Bible study classes did not attract women to participate, plus handicraft classes, I could find more women to participate, and if they went to craft classes, they had to go to Bible study classes, because there was no interruption in between.

In the winter, we hooked woolen hats, cross-stitch, etc., and the Bible study was based on the book of Genesis, and after the Bible study there was a time for refreshments, and during the four months of winter, my house became the most popular place for women to come. I also led some young girls to do crafts, and with the word of God, a teenage mother met me outside the church and said to me repeatedly, "She loves me." She was so grateful from the bottom of her heart for all I had done for her daughter.

My African friend, Brother Biyii, was the only man in the Bible study and became a favorite of his sisters, mothers-in-law, and his girlfriend, Nancy, they were both medical students, and their encounter became a story.

Sister Nancy waited for Brother Billy for three years when God said to Sister Nancy, “Brother Billy is your future partner.” Brother Billy had other girlfriend at that time, and three years later, until God spoke to Brother Billy, and Nancy had doubted for an unknown number of times and continued to walk in faith. They have been married for many years, they have children, and they are now doctors in Uganda, which is Nancy's country.

Crafts and Bible studies disappeared under melting snow. In the spring, the women began to be busy with outdoor activities again, Brother Billy went back to medical school for an internship, and there were fewer and fewer women, and finally the classes turned to the end, but God continued to be with these women, but I was missing from them in their lives.

After that, we went to the countryside with the leaders Larry and his wife Elsie to preach to children and adults, and every time we went there, people asked us to pray for the rain, and they sat outside every day waiting for it to rain, but the sky was blue and white, and it was pouring rain during each meeting, and after the meeting, when we were about to drive home, the car got stuck in the mud and couldn't move, and we would push the cart in the mud in the middle of the night, and our feet would slide in the mud, and finally the car finally got out of the mud, and the shoes were broken, but the joy in our hearts was so satisfying. For God has done a great thing in us.

77. Dance with Jesus

 

Russian church party – Olga and I

                               Two African brother and I in Church party

I lived alone in the YWAM office, where Larry, his wife, daughter, and son-in-law had lived, and I was the only one who stayed there when they had gone back to Canada for Thanksgiving and Christmas.

There was a party in the Russian church, and it was not end until two or three o'clock in the morning that I went home, and I fell asleep and did not get up until the evening, and I put on the Christmas lights and hung them on the small Christmas tree, which was full of fish, butterflies and owls that I had tied with Chinese knots, and the conifers outside the window were wrapped in ice, like flashing popsicles or nature's Christmas lights, and the office was warm because the public heating was fully functioning.

I think it's a boring Christmas, and there was silence everywhere, and I started playing the CD of praise and I looked out in a daze, and then Jesus says to me, “Will you dance with me?” I got up and danced, and went around in circles, and the snow began to fall outside of window, and in this warm atmosphere, much better than the cold air outside, I began to laugh and go around in circles again and again until I was exhausted.

I want to thank Jesus! He never forgot me, He knew my needs, He never left me, and He was literally in my heart.

76. Indian businessman

 

Moscow Hotel bread shop

On the second day at the Moscow domestic airport, on the first day, I went to pick up my checked luggage, met three Russian friends, met American brothers at the airport, and was able to find a hotel to spend the night. I went to the airport early the next morning, the morning flight was cancelled, I had to stay at the airport for a day or cancel all flights, and I had no hope for Airlines.

During the long waiting time, an Indian merchant who had been observing me for a day, and he volunteered to speak to me, and he told me; “His business is so successful, with his factories in the United States, India and Russia, that he's getting bigger and more successful.” When he boasted about the success of his business, God said to me, “This businessman is very anxious, and something big is happening to him.” I shared the word of the Lord with him, and he nodded in agreement, and I turned to some verses until John 14:27 says, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.  I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not troubled and do not be afraid.” Then we read together Ecclesiastes 3:1-11, which says, “There is a time for everything, and a time for everything. There is a time to be born, and a time to die; Sometimes it is planted, and sometimes it is found what is planted; There is a time to kill, a time to heal; Sometimes it is demolished, sometimes it is built...... God made all things good according to their time, and put eternal life in the hearts of men...” He told me that his business had suffered a major setback in Russia, and he continued: “Someone has hidden morphine in their boxes, they have been caught, and they have to go to the court in Rostov-on-Don.” I asked him, “Can I pray for him?” He nodded, and when I was done praying for him, he definitely said to me, “He's decided to believe Jesus.” I continued to pray for his salvation, and we said, "Amen!"

The flight came just in time, about five o'clock in the afternoon, God turned a soul-saved Indian businessman into a Christian brother, and then he carried my luggage for me, and helped me to find Brother Andrew, who was on the phone to pick me up, so that I could arrive at the Youth With A Mission office safely, thought about this brother, I really wanted to thank God that when the plane was delayed, I could still testify about Jesus, all things work together, for the good of those who love God, Those who have been called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)

75. Two pieces luggage by cargo

 

Moscow –Sunday church service

My two pieces of luggage by cargo, one piece of luggage was lost, sent back to Taiwan from Germany, the lock has been broken, the printer, the power converter, and the English books inside were not easy to fly, this luggage traveled through the United States, and finally arrived at the Moscow airport, when I went to pick it up, as soon as I opened it, there was only a children's sticker left, I shook my head, signed, and left with an empty luggage. I stayed in a hotel in Moscow and used instant noodles and bread to quench my hunger, because it was cheaper.

I needed to go back to Rostov-on-Don, I went to the airport, my plane was delayed, so I decided to go back and pick up my luggage for another time, and a female clerk who worked there helped me fill out the forms and pick up my luggage, because it was time for a lunch break, I had the opportunity to talk in English with two male clerks about life and the truth of Jesus, and finally they told me, “I have two more friends in Russia.” After receiving the luggage in the afternoon, I reluctantly said goodbye to my three friends.

When I returned to the airport, I picked up my luggage, but the male staff at the storage desk threw my luggage out one by one and scolded me in Russian, and I couldn't understand a word because I hadn't started learning Russian. Then back to the airport, the plane was not flying today, I have to wait until tomorrow to try again, I went to the airport office to change the flight tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock, and went back to the airport terminal, I heard a gentleman reading the English Bible, he and his son are Christians, I told them, I changed the flight time, I need to find a place to stay, they found me an English-speaking Russian brother for me, took me to the hotel, and booked a taxi to the airport tomorrow morning, I gave him ten US dollars, and I settled in the old hotel again, the accommodation fee was cheaper than before, Presumably the Russians have a different price.

I went to the airport at half past six the next morning, but the plane was grounded again, and I waited at the airport for almost another day, where I met an Indian businessman, which will be covered in detail in the next article.

I have a great language barrier in Moscow, and only with the help of some Russian friends, who know English, I can get through the difficulties, maybe I will not see them again, but I deeply wish them, may I be a help to others one day!

74. The blind girl Ci Sesame with her whole family

 

The order of the photos are me, Genghis, Rosa, Ci Sesame’s Father, Biyii, the Russian brother, a mother and son, and in front of them are the sister of Ci Sesame and her.

In this Mongolian town, there lived a group of people left by Genghis Khan's expedition to Russia, they spoke Russian, named their son Genghis, they drank Mongolian yogurt, which was a drink made by adding animal urine, and in this town it was made of goat's urine, which tasted sour and alkaline, and smells, but it was a holy product of local hospitality. I tried a sip and almost threw it out, then swallowed it again, and asked a Russian brother to drink the rest for me.

We started a church in this small town with the students of the discipleship, we met in the theater, and at a Sunday service, I met Ci Sesame, a girl who was born blind, and her mother said to me, “Ci Sesame has a sense of fear, wish we could visit her family?” After we communicated, we went to visit their home that Sunday afternoon, and the students of the discipleship school and I prayed for them and their home, and under the guidance of the Spirit of God, we found the idol of the Indian goddess and some pagan books, and the family of Ci Sesame would take care of these things on their own, and we could only pray for their whole family.

The morning after we left their house, Ci Sesame came to me accompanied by her mother, and said, “Ci Sesame is even more scared...” I asked, “What did you find?” Ci Sesame's mother then said, “Ci Sesame's father thinks it is a pity to throw it away or burn it, and now he is looking for someone to give it away.” On that day of prayer, Ci Sesame rose up again, and Ci Sesame's house continued to be spiritually attacked, and their cats also raised up against people, and a Nigerian brother, a Russian brother, and I decided to go back and visit their home and pray for their whole family to fight again.

The night before I went to pray, I had a dream in which I saw this Hindu goddess, her complexion was dark brown, her hair was long and curly, her tongue was branched out like a snake's tongue, and she was spitting poisonous gas out of her mouth, and I almost fell backwards, and I cried out, “Иисус!” (Russian Jesus) I was frightened from my dream and went into the kitchen, where the Russian brother was on devotional, and while I was looking through the English-Russian dictionary and interpreting my nightmare in the Russian word of the dictionary, he said to me, “You must resist in order winning the final victory!” I was so frightened that I wanted to cancel tomorrow's prayer of war, but because of his words, I regained my faith and courage.

Ci Sesame likes to write Russian hymns, because she was in the dark for a long time, she couldn't tell whether it was day or night, she spent most of her time writing hymns, she wrote down her poems with blind type, and touched the blind braille with her hand, and reads it to me word by word, I really can't understand a word, but I encourage her with my laughter. Ci Sesame became my comfort at that time, I often took her out and prayed for her, although she could not see me, she trusted me, and there was a smile on her lips, and we used to laugh constantly.

The last time we went back to Ci sesame's house, an African brother, a Russian brother and I went to battle prayer, and one Sunday afternoon, while Brother Biyii from Nigeria led us to sing Russian hymns, we went around one room to praise the Lord, and when we went around to the second room, Mother Ci sesame began to foam at the mouth, and we began to pray authority, and after a while, her mother got up again, joined the procession, and finally went around the whole house, and finished with praise again, Our prayers had come to an end.

God said to me, “The whole family of Ci Sesame will be converted to the Lord and become a stronghold for family Bible study.” Originally, only her mother and her sister were converted. Ci Sesame's brother Genghis asked me, “How do I pass the exam?” I said, “Work hard, and add prayer.” Genghis prayed to God before an exam, and his mother described, “He never passed all the exams, and that time, Genghis passed all the exams.” God is hearing his prayer! Genghis's father was an alcoholic, and I gave them a cross necklace made of Chinese knots to give them a family of five, and their father was moved to come to the church service, and he drank wine five days a week, then one day a week, and finally the whole family returned to the Lord.

I prayed for a little baby at their house, and her mother told Ci Sesame's mother, “Her mother-in-law sent her first baby to the temple to be dedicated to God, and when the little baby came home, she died shortly thereafter.” When she gave birth to her second child, she had to ask Christians to pray for her, and I prayed with a brother who translated Russian for her. Before I left Russia, Rosa, the mother of Ci Sesame wrote to me, specifically mentioning that this little baby girl had survived to be a witness of the Lord himself, and that the home of Ci Sesame had been opened to be a place for a family group Bible study, and that I had all the praises that I could not say all of them, but I could only shout in response to God's grace because He was among us.

73. Back to Russia again

 

Hospital dormitories

The first time I went to Russia, although I was treated unfairly, there were two blessings in my heart, such as Marina becoming an apostle and preaching the gospel for the Lord all over Russia, although she did not go to Africa, the seeds of her going to Africa remain in my heart, and one day they will sprout and grow. The second thing was that God called me back to Russia, and one night when our team was waiting for the bus, I saw the stars in the sky, and I said, “It's beautiful!” I began to praise the Lord! Then the Lord said to me, “Why don't you complain about me? But praise me, and you will return to Russia for my name's sake.” Just a few words from God touched my heart very much, how could I not go back to Russia?

Another experience was the last time I was in the small town of Black Sea, Tuapse, it was winter, there were many snowfalls, and thick and deep snow accumulated on the road. But up to my thigh, I was jumping from hole to hole, and I wrote in my prayer letter, “One small step for them is one big step for me...” I was not very tall, but I had a big ambition, and a teacher at the Australian Missionary Training University, Don encouraged me, saying, “He has seen a lot of little sisters, and they are very spiritually well, and their visions and ministries are great.”

However, my stubbornness is a gamble, I never admit defeat, and I rarely have expectations for my future from my teachers, father, relatives and friends; But God gave me faith and hope for the future, as Jeremiah 29:11 said, “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, ”plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” God knows my heart, the last time I went to Russia I had a spiritual stumble, I had to go back to Russia, in my weakness, get back up, my stubbornness, make me agree with God's call, go back to Russia, fight again, I know this is a difficult spiritual battle, God will lead me to victory in Russia.

When I arrived in the city of Rostov on Don and stayed with a director and his wife, when I opened the suitcase, which contained half a box of daily necessities, Larry and his wife laughed and said, “You can buy everything here.” I asked Vicky, the interpreter in Tuapse, to tell me nothing in Russia that it was no wonder I was overpaying for two bags and I thought to myself, “Shouldn't I bring it, it's funny! Laugh!” I couldn't laugh at all, it was a bad thing, and my whole good plan was ruined, because I just wanted to improve my home life.

The next day, he was sent to the countryside by the person in charge, and for the next two months, he stayed in a small Mongolian town, ran past the local telephone office, and didn't even know where Taiwan was? I waited a full day before the operator asked me, “Where is Taiwan?” I had to shake my head and go back to the hospital, we were living in a hospital bed, there were three people in a small room, there was not a lot of running water, we could only take a cold bath, I could only take a hot bath once a week, the water there was coffee-colored, I really couldn't drink it as boiling water, I only drank coffee or tea to cover the color of the water, I worked with six other Russians, one brother could speak and listen English completely, and one sister in the same dormitory, who could only understand English and answer in Russian, could I survive? I'm a very talkative woman, and I'm so silent that I'm almost suffocating myself.

I had a lot of friction with these Russian brothers and sisters, and I was one of the two sisters who had to manage the food, and I went to the hospital kitchen several times to cook, and the people there had never seen Chinese people, only watched TV series, and these women would touch my head and body as if I were their idol, and I was really uncomfortable. Once, at noon, I saw the soup on the fire, and I saw some shiitake mushrooms on the table, and I washed them and put them in the pot. As a result, more people accused me of poisoning the soup, joke! I want to drink it myself; do I poison myself? Later, I figured out that these shiitake mushrooms needed to be sifted before they could be put into the soup, but I put them all in, which caused a misunderstanding.

Another time, when I was making pizza for dinner, because there was no oven, I fried it, causing a thick smoke, and one of the brothers removed the whole window, so that the smoke that could not be seen cleared, and the leader of the short-term mission told me that I could never cook, and I could eat what other people cooked, until one day, because the new leader did not cook breakfast for me, he said to me; "Cook it yourself! You've lifted the ban.” But the next day, we left the Mongolian town, and it was too late for the ban to be lifted!

When I was transiting at the airport in Germany, I made a phone call home with a charge card, and the next day I went to the countryside in Russia, I lost contact with my family, my father contacted our country's economic office in Moscow through his friends in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the diplomats there sent us the YWAM office in Chinese language, and how could those Canadians understand Chinese, and they were afraid that I would be distracted, so they didn't tell me for the time being, and the telephone office there didn't know where Taiwan was? It was hard to get in touch, and my dad and family in Taipei were so anxious that I didn't know anything. From then on, my family told me that when I go to any country to preach, I must contact my family, otherwise I will not go for mission.

72. Visa

 

                                               Copan town

Getting a visa for me; “It's hard.” There were not many countries that had diplomatic relations with Taiwan that time, so in most countries, Taiwanese missionaries needed to apply for visas, which varied in difficulty. Let's not forget that God is in control of all the visas, and if God wants you to go, no matter how difficult it is for you, you will eventually get the visa.

I applied for a visa to Russia in South Australia, paid the most price, I could get a visa within 24 hours, but I couldn't get a visa for a few weeks, and my visa in Australia was about to expire, and the plane ticket to Russia had been bought, but I couldn't wait for the visa, through the help of the brothers in the Russian church, but the speed did not speed up, I received the visa in the afternoon before leaving Australia to go to Russia, and hurriedly went to apply for an Italian visa, but the righteous countries believes that Taiwan is not an independent country, if it takes two weeks to apply for a visa, I turned back to the parade, I had to go through five countries to get to Moscow after a flight ticket, including changing to the wrong plane, being thrown off the plane by the flight attendant, not being able to find my boarding pass, and the embarrassment of pushing the cart while sleeping, all of which were caused by the visa.

Applying for a U.S. visa is really difficult, and there is no common reason, there is a tendency to immigrate illegally, and you always have to go several times before you can pass it, because God is the one in power.

In 1995, when I was in Rostov-on-Don, Russia, the immigration office asked me, “What should you do if the mainland China attacks Taiwan?” and I humorously said, “I will become a refugee in Russia, is that okay?” They gave me another three months visa so that I could be in Rostov for a year. I applied for visas three times in Russia, and I made these serious Russian immigration officials smiled.

Guatemala and Taiwan established diplomatic relations, Guatemala adopts visa on arrival, up to 90 days, I will drive to Honduras after 90 days, about two hours to reach the border of Guatemala and Honduras, go through the departure procedures of Guatemala, enter Honduras, and then drive to the ancient town of Honduras (Copan) for lunch, and then drive back to the border of Honduras and Guatemala, handle the departure from Honduras, and then enter Guatemala, I will successfully get a 90 days visa, pay attention to the number of days above, if you don't pay attention, the visa officer can give you a 30 days visa, The missionary ran for another visa within one month. In the early days, I didn't have a car, so I prayed every 90 days before I could catch a ride with other missionaries, and every time I prayed with tears, I could get the 90-days Guatemala visa. When I had a car, I often took some missionaries with me who didn't have a car, and we could go together to get visas, sometimes stay overnight in the small town of Copan, relax and swim in the hotel, and then I drove back to Zacapa at noon the next day.

Visas are impossible with man, but all things can be possible with God. (Matthew 19:26; Mark 10:27; Philippians 4:13)

71. St. Mary Nursing Home

 

The old Italian American couples

At the end of my three months SOFM class, I did not do well in class because I could not understand Australian English. I plan to live outside school for three months, learnt Russian in the Russian church, attending Russian church service, and volunteer at St. Mary’s nursing home, teaching handicrafts. Because the head of SOFM asked for 10 hours a week to volunteer, I was able to live outside, and I was learning Russian while volunteering to care for the elderly.

Once, a 95-year-old grandmother grabbed my hand for 20 minutes, and there were old Italian Australian couples who liked me very much, and their old children, who rarely came to see them, had countless tears in their hearts.

Once, after volunteering, I called my dad in Taiwan, and I cried and said, “Dad, you are old, I will support you and take care of you, and I will never send you to a nursing home.” Looking at these old people, I sighed a lot in my heart. Many old people were sent there, not what they wanted, they tell me that they want to go home, go back to their nests, plant flowers and plants, live their own lives, and be picked up by the Lord in their sleep, this is just their little wish, how do we treat our parents, our children will also treat us like this, one generation to the next, the family is so sad!

70. Love the heart of Africa

 

Australian Koala

Pastor David Chen, who works at my mother association, often says, “Miss England, Auntie Martha, was a missionary of the CIM, and when she was a girl, she liked black people very much, and she thought that the darker she was, the better she looked." But God led Aunt Martha to Henan Province in China mainland, and the pastor once visited the church where Aunt Martha used to serve, and the chair in the church was supported by two pillars under a bamboo, and the congregation must not nap because they can fall into the gap. Later, when the China expelled the missionaries, Aunt Martha was invited by the OMF (the predecessor of CIM) to serve in Toucheng Town, Yilan County, and she brought out a pastor to study in Toucheng, and finally he entered the Baptist seminary and became an excellent pastor.

Every June, Pastor Chen, Pastor’s wife, and friends of the wheat ears would go to Auntie Martha grave to sing hymns in remembrance of her deeds among her brothers and sisters, and on one occasion, a brother who knew Auntie Martha testified at her grave and said, “When his faith was weak, he saw that Aunt Martha’s face was so peaceful, and he led him on the way of the Lord.” This British lady with a Henan accent, she finally died in Taiwan and was buried in Taiwan, but she was respected by many later generations, as the tombstone wrote: “Because of her faith, she still speaks.”  (Hebrews 11:4)

Once, in Adelaide, Australia, our Boundary Mission School students went to a brother's birthday party, and the brother asked me, “Do I love him?” He was about 60 years old, and I replied, “God has put love for black Africans in my heart.” The next day, the old brother called our director Mark, and said, “Your student Rebecca Sun don't like all Caucasians.” I love all nations, but God has put the seed of love for Africa in my heart, and one day, it will sprout and grow..., may the Lord use me!

69. 21 days of fasting and praying

 

In 1995, when I was attending Boundary Mission School SOFM in Adelaide, South Australia, God told me, “Fasting and praying for Taiwan for 21 days.” After 21 days of fasting and praying, my first thought was impossible, and after that, God opened my doubts one by one, so that I had the privilege of being able to pray for my country Taiwan.

The day before fasting and praying, I asked the Lord for three things, the first was that my father called me at 6 o'clock Australia time that night, and the second was a chiropractic on my back, and the doctor had told me, “I am going to need physical therapy for a long time”, I had made an appointment to see a doctor, but I asked the Lord to heal me completely. Third, my girlfriend Sally offered to take me to church, and I was the one to designate the church I went to.

In the evening, a phone call came in, and I heard a call from my father, and at the same time, seeing that the time was 6 o'clock in the evening in Australia, God promised my first request. When I went to church at night, Sally took the initiative to take me to my assigned church, and we went together, and after the meeting, Sally asked the pastor of the church to pray for me, and the pastor immediately prayed for me, and my heels touched the ground, and my body fell backwards, but I didn't fall to the ground, and I said to God, “It hurts! I don't want to fall to the ground, don't fall to the ground.” Amazingly I hung there for a few minutes, and the priest put only one finger on each of my palms, and did not push it down, and when I finally fell to the ground, my body lifted up half of my body and did the movement, and when I stood up again, my back and spine were all right from the waist up.

I was about to slip away when the pastor called me back and asked, “Are you all healed?” I said, “It still hurts from the waist down to the tail of the spinal cord,” and he continued, “Pray again!” The first thought was “Good! But it hurts! “ Before I could think of the second thought, I fell to the ground again, this time only my heels were on the ground, and my whole body was lifted up to do movement, like twisting, turning around, and then lowering, and in the process of healing, it was painful, because it was a miracle, and I was surrounded by brothers and sisters who prayed loudly, and every time I was in pain, I heard a group of people say in unison, “Heal her.” When I got up from the ground, I was completely healed and was doing what I had asked for.

I fasted and prayed for the nation Taiwan for 21 days the next morning, and in prayer, I knew that I could only ask God for mercy and His grace, and I spent a day in confession and prayer, and the next night I fasted and prayed, and all my back pain came back. I proclaimed aloud, “I believe God has healed me completely.” I repeated this and fell asleep in pain, and on the third morning I woke up, all the pain was gone, and I called the hospital, and the physical therapy on my back was canceled, and the hospital administrator told me, “No kidding, your back is very bad!” I went on to say, “I was healed by the Lord.” She said, “What?” I said over and over again, “God healed me.” And she said, “Then thank to the Lord.”

On the fourth day of fasting and praying, after the morning class, as soon as I left the classroom door, I fell to the ground, a co-worker picked me up and put me on my bed, my tongue protruded, the SOFM director Mark asked someone to stuff sugar with a spoon, it couldn't get into my mouth, a student prepared water with salt and sugar and poured it into my mouth, I gradually regained consciousness, I have low blood pressure and low blood sugar, I rarely fast for more than four full days, the school authorities proposed 24-hours observation, and forced me to drink juice and clear soup, if it does not improve, I will resume eating. God asked me to fast and pray for 21 days, and God also made me return to normal after half a day.

In the first week of fasting and prayer, all the good food came to my mind, I continued to devotion three times a day and three or four prayers, and I cooked three dinners a week, but I didn't eat. After the second week, the prayer was very fluid, as if the kingdom of Satan was picked up like a tree, shaken a few times, and then put it in a flower pot. Although the body was very weak, the spirit was very clear, and the prophecy I gave, I could make people frightened and fear God, and finally I pray that God will not destroy Taiwan when he sees that there are ten righteous people in Taiwan.

Finally, after 21 days of fasting and praying, the next day, I was tempted, I cried to God, asking for help, but I knew that God had saved Taiwan, not because of our righteousness, but by the grace of the Lord. Through Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of praise – the fruit of lips that openly profess his name. (Hebrews 13:15)

68. Newspaper Looking for Marriage Notes

Jenifer was a Taiwanese girl I met at a language school in New Zealand, and then after she returned to Taiwan, she worked in a car rental company, and one day, she cut out her marriage notice in the English newspaper and sent it to me, she hoped that I could get married as soon as possible, and I also hoped to have a home of my imagination.

James was a German-American, a Christian who attended Chinese English services and made living for repairing antique cars. I was at the School of Frontier Mission in South Australia, and he sent me a letter every one to two weeks, and I wanted to see him, and I wanted him to come to South Australia, and in many prayers, he began to tell the truth, “He's divorced, and he's only interested in Chinese short-term missions...”, and one night, after reading his letter, I was very sad, and I went to talk with Mark’s couple, the head of the SOFM school, and Mark's wife told me, "I'm not looking for a spouse who will follow my mission, but with me, peers, visions, and spouses (the other half) of the same mission field...”. After many prayers, I wrote a letter to Jacob, tactfully rejecting his kindness and causing him a hurt in his heart, hoping that he would forgive me.

I think back to the time when I was very anxious to get married, which caused a lot of contradictions in my heart, I just wanted to marry a Christian, and after I got married, he would definitely work with me on a mission? But in fact, if he didn't have a missionary vision, he would eventually quit mission. Thank God! With the advice and prayers of Mark’s couple, I finally pulled back from the precipice.

67. Crossroads - where to go?

 

South Australia Adelaide SOFM

Before I completed Disciple Training School, I had self-directed travel to the coastline of the two islands of New Zealand and Australia, where I met Barbara and wrote me letters of encouragement when I first became a missionary.

At the end of two years of life in New Zealand, I packed up and returned to Taiwan and returned to my home in Taipei, all the busyness came to an end, as if I was standing at a crossroads again, where to go? Which one was God telling me to go? What was God's plan and will for me? I really didn't know? It was as if the kite had lost its string and fell from a few feet of the sky, but fortunately it was not broken, and the master (Jesus) re-tied the string and took off again.

I went back to English cram class, taking the TOEFL in the morning, reading the English newspaper in the global village in the afternoon, reading the English newspaper in the café in the evening, often exhausted, and going home to sleep at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, all the hard work paid a price, until the TOEFL test was completed, and then went to New Zealand to attend the wedding of Sister Wilson (Carol), she was named Hutton from Wilson, and their wedding was recorded, so I wouldn't talk about it anymore. After a one-month short mission in Yunnan, and then back to Taipei, I got the highest score in TOEFL, and the highest score in English composition was 4, and the results I received brought me great joy and encouragement.

Then I received a letter from School of Frontier Mission (SOFM), the South Australia, Adelaide YWAM Australia, and the head of the school was Mark, welcomed me to their school, where I would have three months of classroom instruction and outreached Russian mission one year three months. Because God in Tuapse had called me back to Russia, it seemed that I had a way to go, and I was at the crossroads again, and I had found God's way again, how good!

66. Oh my soul! Why are you downcast and disturbed within me?

 

Discipleship Training School DTS Graduation Dinner

Sister Wilson horses

When you see this theme, you must think of Psalm 42:5 and 11, which represent my state of mood at that time—downcast and disturbed.

The Youth With A Mission Disciple Training School sent us to Russia, only to find out how difficult it was to get along with our brothers and sisters in the United States and sisters in New Zealand. When we were performing at school, they wanted me to stand in the front, in front out of the stage, or in the last row, and no one could see me, and I would like to be blocked by these young and beautiful girls who were taller than me. But they didn't want to be my friends, because they said, "I'm not the real person, because I don't give out my temper." Don't forget, I've only lived in New Zealand for over a year, I have the essence and elegance of Chinese culture, and I don't like to argue or quarrel with people. The only people who treated me well were the England sister, who were the team leader, and the New Zealand brother Mark, our short mission team leader, everyone liked her, but Mark often went to the beach with me and yelled so that all my stress and grievances could be released.

At that time, I was not very good at singing English songs, because it was too difficult to memorize the lyrics, and I couldn't act in a skit, only I was assigned to give testimony every time, and my testimony was different every time, because I was placed after the skit, and every time I testified with the skit was different, I spent a lot of time writing testimonies, and when I testified, I used cheat sheets to testify, because I couldn't use English 24 hours a day, my mind was often overused, and the night was my quietest time. Because I couldn't think of English, and I couldn't speak English.

When I came back from Russia and got my discipleship certificate, Sister Wilson picked me up and lived with her on the farm left by her father, and I stayed for three months, and I was very unhappy, depressed and irritable. Sister Wilson had a box of biscuits, I would always eat biscuits, because my heart was very empty, I ate a lot, because of my conscience, I walk 30 minutes to the nearest store, bought a lot of biscuits, and walked back to the farm, put back into the biscuit box, so that my heart could be at peace.

One day, I went to the orchard to pick apples, and I walked for thirty minutes to the orchard, and I filled two buckets of apples, and as I walked, a group of horses stole the apples I had picked, and my apple buckets became lighter and lighter, and I turned around and saw the horses eating apples, and I was very angry, and I dropped the buckets and cried and said, "You bad horses, stealing my apples, like the DTS girls, even you (the horses) are going to bully me, my heart hurts!" And I sat down on the land, and began to weep bitterly, and wept and rebuked, and I could not do anything when the horses had eaten all the apples? After a long time, I took up two empty buckets, and went back to the house, and all my sorrows, grievances, and irritations, were taken away by God, and God had His timetable, and He set me free, and so did you.

Like the last three verses of Psalm 42:5 and 11, “Look to God, for He helps me with a smile, and I will praise Him.” For the descendants of the psalmist Korah have found the answer and put our faith in the Lord, who is the answer to all we have, and He will save us, in His time.

65. Russian Doctor

 

Tuapse town short-team mission teammates

The Russian short-term mission team waited at the airport before departure

The discipleship training school sent out for a short mission, and our team arrived in Tuapse, a small town near the Black Sea. One morning, when we were out evangelizing, I started vomiting halfway through, and the team leader sent me back to the school dormitory and gave me some pink stomach medicine (Peptobismol) to help me stop my vomiting. When the female doctor in the school health room came to see me, thinking that I was taking pink poison, and helped me up to wash my stomach, the female doctor asked me to drink the whole pot of potion cup by cup, and then pressed my tongue with a spoon to vomit out the pink until I drank the whole pot of water and spit out all the pink. When I finished washing my stomach and was helped to the bed, I crawled back into the bed, unable to move, so tired that my whole body was soft, and there was nothing in my stomach to vomit, let any liquid left there.

The second time I went to Russia, I was staying in the city of Rostov on Don, one day the YWAM was in a union, I felt something in my throat, I couldn't swallow my saliva, after the meeting, Brother Biyii took me to see the hospital attached to his medical college, there was only one dentist's mirror on the first floor, the Russian female doctor lit a fire, disinfected the mirror, and without a tongue depressor, gave me a piece of gauze, asked me to hold my tongue with my hands, and saliva flowed from the corners of my mouth on both sides, It's like a pug, but it didn't find any foreign objects, but it took several days of pain to get better.

In the winter of Rostov-on-Don, there were six months of snow, and I ate Russian coffin bread for two months, which caused long-term constipation, and because of the difficulty of drinking water, first poured milk-like tap water into the bottle, put some small stones at the bottom of the bottle, waited for a day, let the water settle, and then poured half of the bottle into the kettle, boiled for ten minutes, and when it cooled, it was ready to drink, and did the same work every day, it was really not easy to drink water!

To solve the problem of constipation, I asked Brother Billy, a Nigerian nationality, to contact his teacher to diagnose me, this old doctor and a doctor who knew English asked me to kneel on a wooden box, and I withdrew my pants and panties to my knees, and the doctor used an electric rod to enter my anus, Brother Billy was on the other side of the curtain, and suddenly I heard a group of interns behind me looking at my ass and discussing my condition, I felt ashamed, if there was a hole there, I would hide it.

Brother Billy took me home, and I said to him, “Go away! Leave me alone!” As soon as I entered the room, I began to cry out to God, and I was so humiliated by so many interns doctor’s students there discussing me, and Brother Billy did not know that this was going to happen. Lord! Help me to remove my shame from the world, because I am still a good girl, and then I heard Jesus say to me, “His naked and shame on the cross was for my sake… You know me.”

Today, I often use this experience to laugh at myself, because Jesus removed my humiliation and wiped away my tears, and what I experienced was nothing more than what Jesus endured.

64. Russia with me

 

Marina and I

In 1993, when I was attending New Zealand, Disciple Training School, DTS staff asked the students to pray quietly and decide to go on a mission trip to Russia, India, and New Zealand. One day, during lunch time, my heart was at war with God, and the food on the lunch plate was scattered on the ground, so I ran to my room to fast and pray, and finally decided to obey God's will - to go to Russia.

Both the Indian and Russian groups went to Auckland in the South Island, and we both helped with the Youth With A Mission camp, and I was helping the kids so that their parents could gather service in peace, and my ministry was to take some of the little girls around 10 to the toilet and bring them back to the meeting ground, and I helped the kids with their crafts, and over the course of a few days, I had built a good relationship with the staffs and the kids.

When we entered Russia, in the small town of Tuapse near the Black Sea, we lived in an elementary school as a dormitory, and the local schoolchildren climbed through the window and looked inside at the blonde ladies of the United States and New Zealand, and when we went out, a group of schoolchildren surrounded us, some gave gifts, some followed us everywhere. We were required to bring two rolls of toilet paper, and when I had no toilet paper, I would buy yellow, rough Russian toilet paper, and in a week, my butt would be scratched, and I would sit on a chair and scream mournfully. American and New Zealand girls were smart and they didn't have to take out their toilet paper for public use, so they didn't have butt pains.

The Russians are very poor, but they are very hospitable to us, they take out everything for us to eat and drink, Russian tea is very sweet, kill the sugar sellers, they put a third of the sugar in it, the sugar does not dissolve, until the last few sips of tea, it is drinking sugar water.

We were in Tuapse, we went to some school performances, we went to the market to hand out leaflets, we held service in bars, etc., and I was assigned to witness every time, and I was not very good at acting in skits, so I could only say that my English was really bad at that time, and I spoke it badly, but I tried my best to bear witness to the Lord.

One day, I found myself constipated, or I had white nematodes in the stool I pulled out, and I felt like I was alive and couldn't sleep every night because a voice said to me, “You can't leave Russia alive.” So, I got out of bed, went into the kitchen, got on my knees and cried, "God, take me home, I'm going to go back alive...."

It had been almost seven weeks since we arrived in Russia, and we would be leaving. I have been constipated for a long time, my lower abdomen was getting bigger and bigger, I have to spend a lot of time squatting in the toilet, a New Zealand sister learned the sound I made when I squatted in the toilet, and when I went back to the dormitory, in front of other DTS female classmates, she learned my voice in the toilet, and they laughed at me together. There were 10 of us in this short-term mission team, we only share a toilet, and there was a long queue every morning, and if we stayed in it for a long time, we would be ridiculed or criticized, I really couldn't see the aroma of Christians coming here, we were just a bunch of nasty people, but Jesus loves us so much, I tried to be a good handmaiden, but I failed, because people were really difficult to get along with.

The girls in the small town of Tuapse were very nice to the American girls, New Zealand and England, and they were also good to a Taiwan lady, and when we left on the train, some of the Christians who saw us off shouted the names of these Western girls, and they ignored them, but I jumped off the train and said, "God says I'll go back again." I am the only one who knows how to repay the kindness and may the hearts of us as Christians warm their passionate hearts by the light of Jesus, and may God Himself reward them for what they have done to us.

The spiritual atmosphere in the small town of Tuapse was so bad that I had a headache that almost exploded every day, and the same as the missionaries who had come to Russia to preach. Once, when I went to the hospital to pray for a woman, Marina translated for me, and I prayed first for a woman in the ward, and she said to the woman in the room, “My prayer is powerful.” After that, I prayed for the women in the ward one by one.

The second time, Marina took me to a women's and children's hospital, where the director refused to allow us to pray for women and newborn babies, and we were forced to come out, so I took Marina around the hospital to pray, like the Israelites went around the city of Jericho, at first Marina prayed in Russian very quietly and frightened, and in the fourth circle, Marina prayed boldly in Russian, and the women and staffs in the hospital looked at these two mad women, and I didn't care anymore, I would rather be crazy for the Lord than compromise with this world of ideas. May the Lord raise up His own work!

Later, Marina was also sent by the Church of Tuapse to preach the gospel in other parts of Russia, and we prayed together, she was going to Africa, I was going to Russia, but God sent me to Africa again, and Marina made up for my lack in Russia. God! You're wonderful!