I was born in a small town in south east China, and I have two younger brothers. My parents love us very much, they worked very hard to save money to support us to go to school, and always left the best food for us.
My mother believes in Buddhism. If we were due to have an important exam a few days later, my mother would always buy a lot of things which we didn’t usually buy, and then choose a good day. On that day my mother got up very early in the morning, and then carried them into a temple.
When all of the procedures or rituals were completed, my mother told us very gladly that we would surely have good results for our exams. It was a big pity that sometimes it didn’t work. Since I also love my parents very much, I was so terrified that it will be painful and sad when I have to face their death. When I stared at my parents’ hair and noticed that it was becoming white bit by bit, I felt very sad that they should work so hard just for survival, but in the end nobody can save their lives. So I started to think and wonder what the exact meaning of life is.
On 28th October last year I came to Manchester together with my husband Mark. For practising my spoken English, Mark accompanied me to English Corner. I found that teachers in English Corner are filled with joy and peace in their hearts, and their eyes are filled with warmth. And their attitudes about life so surprised me and I admired them. I felt very comfortable to stay with them.
Mark also came along with me to Globe Cafe and I met Sabine and Graham there. Then I attended the Beginners Bible study organized by Sabine. When I finished it, I also attended Christianity Explored at Platt Church. And Sabine came to my room once a week to help me understand more about God during that period. Thanks for these days. I realized the love of God and the difference between Christianity and religion. But I didn’t want to be a Christian because of someone else’s testimony.
In 2009 Mark became a Christian. In April of that year, on the phone I heard from my father that my mother was in hospital and she needed a big operation. I never met this situation before and I was very, very scared. Mark encouraged me that I could pray for my mother. I closed my eyes, prayed “Dear Lord, you know my mother’s situation, please give her a successful operation, please bless her…” Slowly my feeling of great fear disappeared. I knew that God had given me strength and put peace into my heart. On 23rd April 2009, I decided to be a Christian.
After I became a Christian, when I worried about something, or argued with my husband Mark, I just calmed down to pray, asked God to give me strength, and thought about how God loves me. I am a sinner, but he died for me. I really feel hopeful, enriched and joyful in my heart. Mark and I will turn to each other to say sorry, and the relationship between us becomes closer. I am not scared of any difficulty, even death, any more. I never regret following Jesus.
Psalm 23 v1-4 says, “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; Your rod and your staff they comfort me.”
*Some of the names in May’s story have been changed.