Sweet Tea and God’s Graces
Do you have a story that is too painful to tell? What if God asks you to share it with a perfect stranger over an afternoon tea?
It’s a Saturday afternoon in LA and I was at a fashion show with my girlfriend in support of a noble women’s cause. What better way to spend your girls- only -weekend! After the inspiring speeches given by women warriors from the biggest movie studios and entertainment agencies to bring domestic violence to an end, my friend and I were both fired up to move for God.
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After the fashion show ended, we took our passionate discussions about God and the entertainment industry to the Bloomingdales Café over frozen yoghurt. After 30 minutes or so, a woman who was at the table next to ours started talking to us. She told us that her name was *Lydia. She was seemingly well- to-do Jewish woman in her 50s. I remember the big question that she asked us,
‘Excuse me, I don’t mean to be rude but I overheard your conversation about God. I am Jewish and my daughter is a fervent observer of Judaism. But sometimes, I wonder where I will go when I die. You are Christians. Are you sure of where you are going after death?
God definitely works in mysterious ways. There we were at a glamorous fashion show in support of our fellow sisters and 30 minutes later, we received our first test. My friend started to talk to Lydia about faith but I kept quiet at the beginning. Something was stirring up in my heart. I knew God wanted me to tell my story but this was a story that was too painful to bring up.
It should be noted that I have been with our sister blog, WitnessHK since its inception but I never found the courage to go to that place of sorrow and write down my story. God was preparing my heart to revisit that place and with His perfect love, I finally found the courage. I was struggling inside but Lydia asked me for the third time, I opened up and told her my story.
I told my most feared testimony to a complete stranger who was Jewish, seemingly had it all together. After she heard my story, she opened up and told me that she was lonely, divorced and is looking for answers from God.
At first, I was hesitant to pray for her in Jesus’ name due to her background. But in my heart, I heard a voice asking me to pray for her. So my friend and I did. There we were, two girls praying out loud for a stranger in Bloomingdales café over a sweet afternoon tea.
When I started out my story, I wondered why God make me revisit my most painful memories to reach out to someone I did not even know. It would be unbearable for me and I did not even know if she would be touched. But after I shared it, I realized that God was also doing it for me. I was keeping a black box of painful memories. The bible tells us that when there is Light, darkness must flee. God shone His Light on my black box which was buried so deep and He healed me in areas I did not even realize need healing.
“But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light”- 1 Peter 2:9
God can turn any tragedy into triumph if we could only let Him be the author to write and rewrite every single chapter of our lives.After I shared my story with Lydia, I found courage to write and publish it. It became my debut story for WitnessLA.You can read it here: http://bit.ly/wUcR9y