Before we went out to invite friends and family for the upcoming Easter production, I felt prompted in my heart to lay hands on production’s invitation cards. The production was titled “The Courtroom”. I asked J and S to join me in praying over the cards before we distributed them.
A few days later, I was walking around a mall to visit JS at his shop. I greeted him and chatted for a while, and tried inviting him to the Easter production. He gently declined, saying he didn’t want to trouble others because of his mobility limitations, as he uses a PMD. But deep down, I felt that one day he will come.
After leaving his shop, I continued walking towards another mall, where I met a lady, R, working at a café. She shared that she had started the café with her two sisters, with a heart to connect with people in the neighbourhood with the love of Jesus Christ.
As we were talking, she mentioned that one of her sisters is at home recovering from breast cancer. In that moment, I felt a gentle prompting to ask about her breathing, and R shared that her sister is currently relying on a respiratory tube.
I offered a prayer for her sister, asking that Jesus would bring healing to her lungs and restore her strength day by day. I also prayed that, in time, she would be able to come out and experience community again, even joining her church service when she is ready.
R shared that the doctor had advised her sister to rest more for now, as she still needs the respiratory support. I acknowledged that, and gently encouraged her to hold on to hope and continue covering her sister in prayer, trusting that God is at work even in the midst of the recovery process.
Next, I continued walking and came across an antique shop. I greeted the owner, and shared I was a friend of J and D, whom he had met a few weeks back. He warmly invited me in. I sat near the doorway, and we chatted for about 15 minutes. After that, I asked if he’d like to have coffee together, and he gladly agreed.
We headed to a nearby food court, where I ordered a bowl of cheng tng for him and a glass of barley for myself. As we talked, we discovered we had quite a bit in common – from his past hobbies to his career. Through the conversation, I learned that he had worked in the Supreme Court for over 20 years. I shared that when I was a fresh graduate, I worked for a lawyer whose office was along Hill Street and who often went to court as well.
As we exchanged stories about different cases, I felt a quiet excitement growing within me. It felt like a God-ordained moment, and I sensed that the Easter drama, The Courtroom, would really resonate with him. So I gently invited him again, for the second time, to come for the 5pm service. It was already around 4:40pm, but he agreed.
Everything flowed smoothly, from making our way to church to being ushered to our seats. Although he didn’t respond to the altar call at the end, he heard the good news about Jesus. Afterwards, we continued our conversation, reflecting on the courtroom scenes. We even had a light-hearted discussion about the defence lawyer, represented by Jesus, which seemed to intrigue him and brought back memories from his time working in the court.
He also noticed actress Li Na serving in the church and seemed pleasantly surprised that someone he recognised could be so simply involved, serving without any expectation of payment.
I’m thankful to the Holy Spirit for guiding me to Katong that Easter weekend and leading me to share the Word of God with them. If I had not followed His prompting, I would have missed the opportunities He had prepared.
