Thanks Amanda for the wonderful reply. What the Lord showed us is fantastic. I wish I had more time being involved with this, but can spend weekends as weekdays are quite busy with my earthly job. Fortunately, it won't be long before we meet. From all parts of the country, we'll all come together in heaven to be with Lord and to share all our experiences here on earth: How I Open My Heart to Jesus. This below is another article I wrote last year to introduce myself.
 
When I was growing up, in those days, I had to tag along with my parents to attend traditional Presbyterian or Methodist church every Sunday. We were ”proper” Christians. Everybody was dressed up in our Sunday’s best. I even had to wear suit and tie which I hate. The church was so boring with routine programs and hymns from the book. The organs are so mournful, it’s like attending a funeral. Being hard-of-hearing and wearing an out-of-date hearing aid was enough to lose track of the singing speed. The minister that stands on the high pulpit was so monotone, soft-spoken and difficult to understand that I didn’t know what he was talking about. So, often I would just doze off, only to be elbowed by my mom. It was so bad that I was counting minutes for the service to end. By the time I was in college, I stopped going to church.   Because it was totally boring and with my hearing handicap, going to church was never going make me devote my time to know the Lord.  I had more important things to do with my life. Like sports, working out, watching TV, go to movies. 

One day, I met my wife. She is a strong Christian, totally devoted to God.  She knew I was weak in faith, so she started me slowly to go a church that makes me tick. A pastor that was loud and clear enough to conduct exciting sermons, full of vigor. The church band was almost like a rock band, lively and full of loud praises with large projector screen for following the song.  All this was enough to lower my hearing aid volume!  Everyone was very casual in their dress code.   It’s for comfort, not prestige. What a tremendous difference.  Slowly, my faith became stronger and stronger where I started reading the Bible more often.  Being a history buff, I felt lead to focus on Biblical prophecy which fascinated and excited me concerning the end times. I have been studying and researching ever since on how our present generation is related to the end times.
 
As I looked back, the church I went to was like a robot, programmed by a set of rules to go by according to the type of denomination set by church leaders who are more of an institution. All the different churches I went to, have the same set of programs, order of assignments, organs and hymns. No wonder my heart felt empty. There’s no joy, only solemn seriousness that we must fear the Lord or else…. It is hard to escape the conclusion that back then and even today, one of the greatest roadblocks to the gospel of Jesus Christ is the institutional church. It too often represents something radically different from the Jesus Christ of the Bible.   I learnt about the love of Jesus and God’s Grace. 

I remembered an article so vividly that a person had a vision.  She saw Jesus sitting on a hillside looking down into a valley filled with steepled churches of all shapes and sizes. As she stared at the scene she saw that Jesus was weeping.   Then He slowly turned to her and said, with tears in His eyes, "I'm not in there."  The sorrow in His voice was so deep it caused her to start crying also.  Then the scene faded.  At this point, she didn’t understand what Jesus meant.  How could He not be in those places?   Weren't those Christian churches?  What He meant.   Just as He declared -  He wasn't to be found in any of those buildings!   Most of His people were in those places.   His Word was often in those places.  And His Name was repeatedly mentioned.   But He was missing.  Men and their traditions were being served instead!   That’s exactly how I lost faith back then.
 
Now? Everything changed.   I’m a born-again Christian as I confessed my sins and opened my heart to Jesus.  I have been saved by grace, not by my own works.  Jesus loves me so much that He took my sin and died upon the cross for my forgiveness.  His love fills me and urges me to tell everyone about Him.  How can I be your friend if I don’t love you enough to share this good news with you so that you might have forgiveness as well, and be able to spend eternity with Him and not with Satan.
 
We found the church to our liking and just recently became members. I knew Jesus was there because I felt the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.   I’ve learned so much about the prophecy that I felt lead to become a “watchman”. I felt the need to spread the Gospel and to win souls. I also felt that in order to create a soul harvest and spread the Good News, a chain of email to as many friends and their friends regardless of religious preferences as possible. Having Five Doves and other similar websites are a fantastic tool to reach others and those who need to be saved. Time is short and rapture is coming very soon. God want to take as many as possible before midnight. All of you Doves are a blessing and an apple of God's eye. Thank God for John Tng!
 
I will be following up some more articles about Bible prophecy and how it relates to events in the world today.

 

Love and God Bless You All,
 

YBIC,
 

Little David