“Why are you so afraid?”

I truly believe that support groups are very helpful when a person needs it. I know I would have cope much easier should I have a support group when I was taking care of my ill son. I wouldn’t have been so frightened. That was why I took the courage to write to The Star and appeal for other mothers who have premature babies to talk to me. That was actually the stepping stone towards discovering that I can actually write, and write darn well.

I did find support, but that was after my son has passed away. From there, I have support groups for bereaved parents and support even for new mothers and breastfeeding moms. It is only in talking with people who have walked a mile in our shoes that we can find comfort.

So, there was this group who is trying to reach this family who is facing a critical illness. I know the group will help this family a lot because these are survivors of the critical and sometimes terminal illness. Yes, these survivors and people who are in the medical field are Christians. And that’s probably why they are so sincere in providing a shoulder and ear to the patient and the caregivers. They are an organisation.

But usually, people shunned them because they do not wish to make life more troubled as it is. Being the pro-support group, I failed to understand why they refused to even allow a visit. It frustrates me because I know without doubt, they will render more help than anything.

Still, people is afraid at the mention of ‘They are a Christian group.’

And that’s when I remember Jesus questioned to His disciples when they were caught in a storm. “Why are you so afraid, you of little faith?”

I think that is also the reason why I was afraid of Christians (before I turn to Christ). I think apart of being afraid of these ‘fanatic and preachy’ group, I am also afraid of my previous faith being shaken. I think I was afraid that if I hear the truth, the truth hurts and I dare not face it. I have it ingrained in me that I need to worship my dead in-laws, parents, various gods in charge of health, wealth and prosperity to get the maximum result. So if a group wants to tell me that I can actually live with just one God, the only Almighty God, I will see those other deities (and my own deceased parents images) shattered to pieces. So, I clung to it, refused to hear or even go close to any Christians. They are freaky people who MAY bulldoze everything.

But still, Jesus Christ finds His way to the unbelieving me because I saw the acts of the doctors and nurses who cared for my son and found that Christians are extremely low profile, unassuming people who work tirelessly.

This post is meant to remind me to stop feeing frustrated when non-Christians reject the kindness we tried to offer. It is a reminder to myself that we need to step back and let Christ leads when we face a wall. We cannot bulldoze our way through and force it on people when they are afraid. God will find the way. We just need to pray discreetly in our hearts.