Trust In The Lord

Deacon Enoch Wong (Kowloon Church)



In the name of our Lord Jesus, I bear witness:

Hallelujah! Thank God! The grace of the Lord is exceedingly abundant and beyond measure. Since becoming a believer, the Lord’s blessings have been unceasing! How can I possibly repay? I can only sing praises and express my utmost gratitude to Jesus! I want to take this opportunity to share with everyone the saving graces that God has worked in my life; the great love of Jesus that I have witnessed is beyond my imagination. As the Scriptures say, "Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good; Blessed is the man who trusts in Him!" (Psalm 34:8).

I would like to testify about a recent experience as it is still fresh in my mind (there are so many others that I hope I can share some day too). About five months ago, I felt unwell and consulted a Western doctor. I was diagnosed with inflammation in the lower abdomen and required antibiotics and painkillers. I had systemic symptoms such as chills, fever, and muscle soreness, especially in the muscles of my hands and feet. After a month-long antibiotic treatment, I started to get stomach acid reflux because of all the medication and I did not want to take any more antibiotics or painkillers! The doctor suggested hospitalization for intravenous treatment to prevent stomach acid reflux, but after being assessed by accident and emergency, my case was not deemed severe enough for admission and I was sent home with more antibiotics and painkillers. To my surprise, when I went for a checkup, the inflammation had gone! However, severe pain had developed in both legs, making it difficult to even get out of bed.

I was bedridden and experienced excruciating pain every time I moved. I was miserable beyond words! And on top of that, I was mortified that my younger and weaker sister had to care for my daily needs. Our roles had reversed; I was usually the one taking care of the family. I saw my sisters exhausted and on the verge of collapse every night and it was driving me crazy! And so I decided to seek medical help again, hoping for hospitalization to lessen the burden on my sisters and give them a break. My condition was also deteriorating day by day; muscle loss was so rapid that I was just skin and bones. I could have played a role as a zombie with no need for special effects makeup!

Unsurprisingly, the hospital finally confirmed the severity of my condition and decided to admit me. However, after three days of hospitalization, there was no improvement. Extensive head-to-toe examinations, including daily blood tests, failed to identify the cause of the pain. I continued to lose weight, I couldn’t sleep, I had no appetite, and I was constantly constipated. I thought to myself, “If I continue like this, I’m going to die! If the doctors can’t help me, it would be better for me to go home and turn to God.” So I discharged myself and returned home, saying “If I die, I die, thank the Lord!”

When I returned home, my condition did not improve. On the contrary, another misfortune awaited me. One night, I found the pain unbearable. I didn’t want to take painkillers for fear of stomach acid reflux and I had taken so much before that they were no longer effective anyway. So I applied a powerful pain relief oil to the affected area. Unfortunately, I accidentally managed to get it into my left eye. Panicking, I forgot about the pain in my leg and rushed to the bathroom to wash it out. Thanks to God's grace, my left eye seemed unharmed. The next morning, a doctor confirmed that the cornea was not damaged. God had been watching over me the whole time, I just couldn’t see it. Although the pain in my leg persisted, I found comfort in knowing that the Lord had not forgotten me. As the Scripture says, "Can a woman forget her nursing child, And not have compassion on the son of her womb? Surely they may forget, Yet I will not forget you." (Isaiah 49:15). As long as we pray unceasingly and wait patiently, we will see the light at the end of the tunnel! Thank the Lord for His mercy and saving my left eye (my only functioning eye as I have not been able to see with my right eye for a long time now!).



After this, not only did the pain in my leg not get any better, I was in agony around the clock. It felt like a living hell (I can’t imagine what hell would actually be like!). No wonder the Lord Jesus pleads with the people of the world to escape the punishment of hell. And if your foot causes you to sin, cut it off. It is better for you to enter life lame, rather than having two feet, to be cast into hell (Mk 9:45). The hope of believing in the Lord is to enter the kingdom of God and enjoy eternal blessings in the future. As Paul said: For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory. (2 Corinthians 4:17) Sore legs are nothing in comparison! Having said that, my legs were still hurting! But I insisted on not taking painkillers and instead, I relied on the Lord to get through it. I am so grateful, I was able to do it by praying silently in my heart, “Hallelujah! Praise the Lord Jesus! Thank you, Lord Jesus!”. The more it hurt, the more I prayed. This proved effective for me but is offered as a reference only!

Days continued in this painful manner. One day, when I found it unbearable, I fervently prayed to the Lord, asking for the experience of walking pain-free. Thank God, suddenly I could walk for over two hours without pain. At that moment, I thought my illness had been cured. However, it turned out to be a brief experience, a bonus, but it was better than nothing! I am extremely thankful and recognize that everything happens in God's time and according to His will. If we wholeheartedly surrender, and endure patiently, we will see the light!

The purpose of these months of suffering was to create an opportunity for my elderly father to believe in the Lord. When my father saw my agony, he felt helpless and sought the Lord's mercy. He prayed to Jesus, promising that if his son recovered, he would be baptized and believe in the Lord. This was like a powerful injection of encouragement for me and I prayed even more fervently, hoping to see this wish fulfilled. Thank God, my efforts paid off and the pain finally disappeared! Unfortunately, just as my father was about to fulfill his promise, he fell seriously ill. He passed away before he was able to be baptized, but he was spared from suffering and departed peacefully. I am grateful beyond words! May all glory, praise, and thanks be to the name of our Lord Jesus! Amen!