"O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever. ...", Psalm 107:1.

I was born in the Red Stone Village of Hai Fen in Wei Zhou prefecture of Guangdong Province.  My family were Baptist Christians.  My father operated a business that sold guns, explosives and military hardware such as engines.  When I was three years old, I was gravely injured in an explosion.  Blood ozed out of my body orifices and my breathing stopped.  My father quickly  called a minister to our home so we could offer our confession and repentance of our sins, and pray to our heavenly father to resurrect me, a 3 year old child, to life.  God granted my father's request and I was miraculously brought back to life after 30 minutes.  Seeing that our Heavenly Father had granted us mercies and answered our prayers for resurrecting my life, my father had decided to not continue the business of selling guns, explosives, and military vehicle engines.  My father joined the Seventh-Day Adventist Church when I was about six years old.  I started attending the Adventist school at 6 years old until the 77 lu guo bridge incident that eventually led to the Sino-Japanese war.  As a teenager, I was forced to stop schooling in my home town Nyeon Prefecture of the Teochew County to continue my high school education and stayed in the school dormitory.   A few years later, fulfilling the will of my father, I went home and wed my wife, Ms. Lim Jing.  As I look back, our marriage has been 60 years ago.

The Lord has continued to guide us throughout this 60 years and I can count the blessings we received just as what the Palmist has declared, “Jehovah is my refuge, He is the ready help during our distress.”Our first child, a girl, arrived two years after our marriage.During that time the guerrilla war was heating up between the Japanese and Chinese armies.I decided to take my whole family from the village to the city Sawtau so we could escape the guerilla war.It was a long journey and we had to stay a night at one of our church members midway.During the night of our stay, the Japanese soldiers came to verify the resident status of the home.We were afraid and went into the jungle in the middle of the night to avoid the Japanese soldiers.But another platoon of Japanese soldiers was searching for Chinese guerillas in the same jungle.My wife and I with our baby daughter were praying so hard for protection.And we know that God had answered our prayer because even though the Japanese soldiers passed by our sides but they didn’t discover us at all.Even our few month old daughter were silent throughout the hiding.After this night’s experience, we realized even more God’s love and protective power.We arrived our destination the next day safely.I was faced with joblessness immediately.Three pounds of rice, cook into watery rice, will last us a week for 3 of us.We thank God that we were able to survive in this manner for the next 3 years.There was a shortage of rice in the city that we stayed.I decided to buy rice from the village and carry the rice back to the city.The journey required us to cross a straits that’s is about 3 mile wide.At that time transportation of rice was considered by the Japanese as a crime, punishable by death if caught by the Japanese soliders if you are a male, whereas the female, if caught, will loose all the rice.