I am a child of God

Went to Adrian’s be-early Christmas party yesterday with a bunch of friends. I fetched Heng, Jess, Esther and her bro in my car, and had to go to Daniel’s house at USJ 1 to collect the RM80 for the Langkawi trip first. An unprecedented traffic jam stalled our movements and we were incredibly late, for a party that supposed to begin at 7pm. We arrived 40 minutes past the scheduled time before anything in the itinerary began, since they refused to start without our arrival.

It started with singing Christmas carols, something I haven’t heard in years and the melodies brought back a rush of reminiscence, with the likes of Joy to the world and Amazing grace.

More talking about Christmas and one game later, we began indulging on our dinner: there’s carbonara, turkey, fried rice…

We sat around chit-chatting, eating, drinking (juice), and after a while, it started to get a little..dull.

In fact, the star of attention was received by Esther’s dog, (unfortunately) named Cookie, whom, by the way, is a male pup.

Reminds me of Rafiki holding Simba in The Lion King.

It’s a nice picture with good composition, snapped by Shawn.

Sat around in circles and talked (while eating) to one another.

One of the few decors about the house.

Cookie, the dog.

Sarah.

Adrian and Heng laughing over some joke.

While we were talking to ourselves, an auntie decided to plop herself in our ring of chat and we thought nothing of it. After a short while talking to us, she then descended into thy-shalt-be-preached mode and talked about God.

Holy Father Christmas God Goddess and Angels.

No offence to fellow Christian friends, but I have always disliked people, older ones in particular, to try to convert non-Christians to follow their beliefs.

So the auntie, with the help of this cardboard paper from the church Esther, Kai Shen and Adrian go to (which I went before several times), she started talking rapidly, almost to herself.

Do you believe God loves you and has a beautiful plan for your life? Actually, no.

Do you know Jesus died on the cross for our sins? Did you watch the Passion of Christ? Yes, and no.

Do you know Jesus died for our sicknesses? And most incidentally, whenever you go for a blood test, there are 39 types of diseases that can be detected through it? (this is in response to Jesus’ 39 lashes he received) I found this quite irrelevant, since in a modern world you can find more and more stuffs through a simple blood or DNA test.

Do you know Jesus died for our poverty? Have you seen any Christian beggars around? I believe people who profess Christianity, baptised even, in other countries do beg. Try going to London.

Do you know Jesus…

Alright I’ll stop. But you get the idea.

In her attempt to convince us miracles do happen, she gave a testimony of the miracle she experienced and I found it quite ludicrous. Her story went like this:

You know ah, I have always wanted this short [sic] you know *gestures at her torso*, but I never tell anyone about it. I tried finding the short but cannot find wan. So on Christmas day, when I opened my present, I found the exact short that I wanted!! Now, who will give shorts for Christmas wan? I’m sure you won’t give shorts also wan right?

...

If she had told me some wonderful cure-from-fatal-illness tales, people might found it more..believable. Wtf@shorts miracle.

All this while I was looking around helplessly, staring at various friends happily laughing at our predicament and talking away and nudged Shawn who was sitting next to me in a most subtle manner. Kai Tzin, Sarah, Shawn and I gave each other a knowing glance, while Sarah’s smile was most livid.

After ending the miraculous testaments to what God had done to us, she asked a question that very well cannot be avoided, “Will you accept Christ into your life?”

I have already accepted Jesus for 5 times or more – I can’t even count nor recall at this point. Just to satisfy her, we nodded ‘yes’ and some special prayer was given and we were asked to chant after her. “somethingsomething…I am a children of God [sic]...Devil, I renounce you!...”

Thank god the Christian friends I know don’t do that to us. Else I know who exactly to renounce…

After we have received Jesus Christ into our hearts and lives for the 6th time, we finally settled into a gift-exchange. I got a Christmas-themed photo frame, while it looked nice, wasn’t something I wanted. Esther’s bro who got a nifty-looking snowman thing with a mini-broom exchanged his gift with mine, and I’m happy with it. Already had in mind who would love it.

That was at about 11pm. We then sat outside to have a long chat, then inside the house again at the dining table to talk and laugh over ridiculous stuffs..till 1.40am: Jess, Heng, Adrian, Esther, Shawn, me, Esther’s bro.

Adrian’s pup, Buddy.

Fetched the rest back and reached home at 2am. Overall it was a nice little party.

May the spirit of giving and receiving this month hints and means something to you and me. ;)