I remember you
Dear Mom,
I don’t know why… somehow I remember you… how you told me about God… about a man named Jesus…. I remember when you teach me to pray… asked some thing to God… and how to call His name…
Mom… I remember when you guide your auntie to come to Jesus… and ’til now, she’s still in her faith, although it represented in old body… I know you’re the warrior woman before God, and I proud of you Mom…
Mom… now I realize d situations… about every single struggled times you had to faced for your faith and believing in Jesus… about your prays for your beloved families… for your beloved children… for me…
Mom… now I know who is the man named Jesus… the one you had introduced to me… I know what kind of man He is… He is your God… He is your Savior… He is the one that you trust… the one that you love… the one that you praise…
Dear Mom… I remember you… now your son is standing before God… bringing you and your families to God in my prays every single days… following your guide, to pray for our families, the ones that haven’t know who is Jesus… the man that we trust… asking God to safe them all…
Dear Mom… I love you… and still believe in you… pray for me Mom, so I can stand and pray for our families.
Love you so much,
BK - Taiwan Aug-2007
