I went to Jurong Central Library today.
It was kinda cool. 5 floors in total including the basement.
I finally found a book (or three, so to speak) that I could use for the Lit. project or whatever.
My mother made me borrow two Chinese books. One of them was Furuba (Fruits Basket) which had been translated into Chinese, and the other was this comic called 梦里人 which I have no idea what it's about nor do I have any intention of reading it, but if my mother says I have to read it, I suppose I should.
Today in church, Brother Kafai (I'm not exactly sure how his name is spelt) shared with us a few true stories.
#1: Brother Kafai (let's just call him BK for the time being) had this female friend whose best friend was the Holy Spirit. She was about 16 in the story he told us, and she was checking out guys. BK said it was okay to look at them but not lust. But anyway, back to the story. She was checking out this guy who went to the gym often. Then she told the Holy Spirit, "Holy Spirit, check out that hot guy."
The Holy Spirit replied, "You think that's hot? Remember Jesus' occupation." Jesus was a carpentar, and carpenters then didn't have refined tools. To get wood, they had to chop it themselves from trees, and there were no propper hammars. I'd imagin Jesus was really muscular... COOL! I've got a macho God!
BK told us that that girl even dated the God. On Valentine's Day, she would pack a picnic basket and bring it to the Botanical Gardens, spread the sheets and food out, and talk to God, literally. So cool!!!
#2: Somewhere in America, there was some kind of a concert (I think). It was held inside a stadium. And inside the stadium, in the middle of it, a cloud started forming. Not just any cloud. A RAIN cloud. And it circled the inside of the stadium above the audiences' seats. Then it started raining. Raining gold dust.
One of the boys in the room consisting of teens of both genders aging from 13-14 where BK was preaching suggested that it rained gold bars (that was before BK revealed that it rained gold dust), and BK said God wouldn't be so stupid as that. He mentioned that not once in history did a durian fall on anyone, because God wouldn't allow it.
#3: Bk friend whose mother died. God told BK to pray, but he didn't know what to pray about, so he flipped through his bible. He prayed to God to show him what to say. He opened the bible and read "21 Then he stretched himself out on the boy three times and cried to the LORD, "O LORD my God, let this boy's life return to him!" 22 The LORD heard Elijah's cry, and the boy's life returned to him, and he lived." He closed the bible, thinking, "Her mother just died and you're telling me about revival?" (or something along those lines). Then he flipped through the bible again and read "43When he had said this, Jesus called in a loud voice, "Lazarus, come out!" 44The dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face." Then BK thought, "Oh God..., you really want me to pray that for her mother?"
But BK did that anyway. The mother didn't revive (BK said he'd freak out if she actually did. He was walking around the body and praying about revival. Imagin if the corpse actually came back to life)), but the friend went to church for the first time, saying that she "had always wanted someone to show concern for" her.
#4: Once during alter call, one of BK's friend was praying for the people who came to the alter to be prayed for. She stood in front of another girl and reached out a hand to pray for her. She asked God what to say. God showed her a vision of a cheese burger. She was very confused. Like, cheese burger?! She told the person she was praying for exactly what God showed her, "Cheese burger." The girl started to have tears roll down her face. BK's friend was very confused.
After service, she pulled the girl aside and asked why she was crying. The girl told her that once, when she was young, she had almost nothing to eat, then someone came along and gave her a cheese burger, and she started crying again.
#5: There was once this very poor girl from BK's cell group when he was a cell leader a few years ago. She works very hard to put herself and her younger siblings through school. Her younger brother was wasting away with drugs and joined gangs. One night, she went to bed very hungry and told God, "I'd be very happy to just have a pack of milo to drink."
For one whole week, nothing happened. No one gave her any milo. When she went to church on Sunday, one pastor walked up to her and handed her those large tin milo thingy or whatever that you can buy from NTUC. He told her, "I don't know why God asked me to buy milo for you, but I bought it anyway." The girl started crying.
