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Reconciliation

Reconciliation


It is through God’s mercy that reconciliation is enabled and that is exactly the case for my father and I.

We never got along. Ever since I was a child, hatred filled my heart when I think about him. ‘Irresponsible’, ‘selfish’, ‘cunning’ were all the adjectives that I could use to describe him. I needed to gauge whether he was telling the truth or whether he was having a hidden agenda. Because of my ill feelings toward my father, I haven’t seen him for so many years. Until one day, I finally can be free from the bondage.

I will always remember that day. When Jane, my sister, prayed for me that I could forgive my father and give him a second chance. I began to cry like a baby, releasing all the hatred that I developed probably since I was in my mother’s womb. Around two weeks after the spiritual cleansing through my sister’s prayer, I took the initiative to reach out to him.  I could never forget the line my father dropped that really struck me, ‘Let me take a photo of myself. You may not be able to recognise me by now.’

Hmmm… we agreed to meet up and it turned into a great chat. I guess you would know how I felt.

Praise God for His power to heal the wounds that ran deep in our hearts. Praise God for making the cold hearts warm again.

By Deborah Chau