hmm, from young, my sis was born 1/2 deaf, so my parents would
always shower their attention on her, so usually i as the older
sibling would feel very neglected. i would always quarrel with my
sister, sorta as pay back for taking away my parents from me. it
would be very bad, always quarreling, whacking each other. even
simple stuff like TV we will always fight.
my parents would also put alot of pressure on me, always comparing
me with other people, why i cannot do as well as other ppl, from
young, i would always be distant from my family. always shutting
myself from family life, leaving the house early in the day till
late at night, once i reach home i would shut the door of my room
till the next day.
when i first received Jesus and became a christian, family life
grew worse, they didn't really understand, so there were even more
quarrels, esp when i decided to be baptised. but it was when i
became a christian, i learnt to forgive, not forgetting totally,
but forgiving was a first step. i would pray for them to
understand, and to know what joy i had found thru my faith. it was
like finding a cave full of gold and i want to share it with my
family. there was enough, certainly for everyone.
God works funny. my dad fell sick, his face was totally swollen,
until now we dunno wat is the cause, he went to see the doctor and
skin specialists who didn't know what was the problem so they just
gave him skin ointments and stuff, but for over 3 months, the
condition grew worse and worse.
one day, one of my dad friend, who is also a christian, we all call
her aunty cindy. she was training to be a pastor in australia or
was it her husband. i forgot, she came back to visit us. my dad was
very concerned over my new faith in christ. so she came over to
talk to me and share with me a few stuff. and to share with my
family as well. then she asked if she could pray for my family.
somehow while she was praying, we could, not just me, feel a
presence in the room, there was a peace, unable to describe, and a
burden lifted. my dad just broke down and cried and we all cried.
and reconciled. aunty cindy then invited us, as a family to her
church to take a look. so we went the following week.
at the end of the sermon, aunty cindy encouraged my dad to try
prayer, since medication didnt work, after prayer, he said he saw
hands of light, touching his face and he felt a heat on his face.
then he woke up already lying down on the floor. for me. it was
like 20 mins seeing my dad on the floor. and the great thing was,
my dad condition got better, the sore and pus got lesser and
lesser.
and over the week, he was totally back to his old self.
after 2 visits to the church, after the sermon my dad pulled my
sleeve and said he wanted to be a christian and receive salvation
as a family. so he went up there to be prayed for.
now my family is very close, of course there would be occational
quarrel, but none would hv a lasting impact. my sis and i grew
closer together, from hatred to indifference, and from indifference
to small chats, now we would still chat and talk, small topics of
course, but we could stand being in the same room together, and i
believe God will still work through in me, and my family, to become
closer together..
this is my story.. whats yours? 
