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a designer. It was too complex and there were too many variables. I wanted better answers. Around Christmas of 1994, I was invited to a Bible study with some students and teachers. It was my first time reading the Bible, and I didn't understand why these educated people loved to study what I thought was a simple storybook. A er reading verse by verse through a chapter in Matthew, I told them I felt it was a waste of time. Although I didn't continue Bible study with them, I was le with a lasting impression of their kindness. In 1995 I went to the US with John, where I worked hard as a waitress to earn money for my tuition to study for a computer degree. During that time I met a Chinese lady who ended up carpooling with me from 1997–98. Despite having less than perfect academic scores and an unsettled family life, she seemed to possess happiness and peace in her heart. I found that compelling. One day, just before we were finishing school in 1998, I shared my thoughts with her on the way to school. She shared Jesus with me and invited me to her church to meet her fellow Christians. It was a Chinese church, ministering to students around the College Park area of Maryland. ey were very kind and told me that they were praying for me. It was nice to know someone I didn't know cared about me that much. at kind of care and love attracted me. I loved being with them and listening to them talking about That kind of care and God and the love attracted me. Bible. I learned that there is a loving Creator who made all things, and we do have souls. e Bible answered two big questions I had had from childhood: how was it possible that I saw my mom crying when I was unconscious, and where did everything come from? In time I started to realize that I was a sinner. I was not happy because of my pride and selfishness, but there was hope! God loved me so much that He came to earth, lived a perfect life, suffered and died on the cross for me, and then He rose from the grave for me a er three days; that through Him, I could be forgiven and made clean. is unconditional love from God was the thing missing in my heart that neither my mother's nor husband's love could fill. On Good Friday, April 10, 1998, a Chinese evangelist came to our area to preach. It was during that evening service that I strongly felt my Heavenly Father calling me to Him. I could not ignore it any longer. I had to be honest with Him and my heart. I wanted to make things right with Him. So, I raised my hand during the invitation and accepted Jesus as my personal Savior. How happy we were a erward when I told my church friends about my decision on that Easter Sunday! I shed my tears shamelessly with them in the church. I can't explain it; the tears just came out endlessly, but my heart was overflowing with joy. And that joy is what I had been looking for all those many years. Praise the Lord! W Reprinted with permission from “Finding Your Way,” published by Metro Baptist Church, Burnaby, British Columbia. MBC is pastored by BIMI missionary Russell Mackay. Number 1, 2013 BIMI WORLD 15