Of Course God Speaks to Me: From an 8-Year-Old

What a powerful testimony shared by the parent of an 8-year-old at Zion!


Sending one’s children to Christian school requires a large financial commitment, one which we were unsure from the beginning how we would maintain over the years. This past year, it became apparent that this would be even more difficult, if not impossible. Part of me wanted to force the issue - register them anyway and wait and trust that God would somehow provide the finances after classes started. However, around the time that re-registering was necessary, my husband expressed a desire for one of the children to attend late admission French Immersion. God had been provoking me with the story of Moses and how he had “turned to the side” from what he was doing and took the time to investigate the burning bush, and so I chose to take the time to investigate this option, even though I felt it was unattainable due to wait lists and distance. To my surprise, there were two spots left in a class just ten blocks just down the road from our home. And, to my surprise, admission of one student in a family meant acceptance of all of our children, including the younger ones. So, I took the leap and registered them all. 

I left the door open for the Christian school, however, and left them enrolled at both schools. A few weeks later, just two days before a class meet-and-greet, our French Immersion student expressed their disappointment at not being able to foster a friendship with an individual they had met through a mutual friend. Imagine our surprise when that same person walked through the same door to the class meet-and-greet at the same time. This seemed to be confirmation that this is the direction where we should be headed. A short while later we met our youngest child’s teacher, who, to our surprise, turned out to be a parent from the Christian school we had been attending up to this point. More confirmation that we were headed in the right direction, no matter how difficult it might seem, and so I advised the Christian school that we would be withdrawing our application. I did not want to be a person of two minds, demonstrating that I doubted God’s faithfulness and ability to complete the good work He had started.

Last evening, just days before school starts, I happened to speak to our 8-year old about the promises of God, comparing us to the two faithful spies who believed the promises of God and trusted in Him to bring about the word He had promised, and expressing how we did not want to be like the 10 unfaithful spies who were fearful and did not believe in His ability to achieve what He had purposed to do. At that point I asked them if this child knew of any promises God had made to our family that had not yet come to fulfillment. To my surprise, they responded affirmatively that they did. God had told this 8-year old that they would be attending a new school, but would still be able to talk to their friends from the old school. You can imagine my shock. When I asked them when God had told them this, they responded that it had been several months previous when they had been home sick one day - before we had even started the process of registering the children in the new school. 

One would think that if God were to audibly speak to a young child that they would have been bursting to tell someone about it, but yet they had not. Why not? I asked myself. This is because God speaks to them regularly -  they think of this as normal. Visiting heaven and seeing God in a dream had previously only merited casual mention at the time because I had wakened them from this dream.

I am again struck with the weighty and amazing privilege it is to guide the younger generation. After all, God himself values them enough to release words to them and gives to them the Holy Spirit, not diminished at all in size to what adults receive. He has promised that in the final times, He will pour out His Spirit on all flesh.

Inseparable Bond: Marilyn Ongkili

I was stuck!  Reeeeeally stuck!  I didn’t even know such a thing was possible!

I had put my hand into our freezer (above our fridge) and somehow managed to get all four fingers stuck to the bottom of the freezer! The second my fingers made contact with the bottom of the freezer, I knew I was in big trouble!  Instantly they were stuck in such an intense way that I knew there was no possibility of me pulling them back up, without serious damage. The pain escalated rapidly.  I couldn’t reach anything with my free hand, so there in an awkward, painful position, I began to yell for my husband, Alex.  Fortunately, he was home, and after awhile of yelling, he heard me through a few closed doors and came running.  Imagine his perplexed and shocked look when he saw me with one hand stuck to the inside of our freezer! Immediately he grabbed some water and poured it on top of my hand.  But this did not have the results we were hoping for. Instead of freeing my trapped fingers, the instant the water made contact with the freezer, it froze, forming a wall of ice around my already freezing fingers!  We knew that normally water will melt the ice that is stuck to your skin, freeing your skin. But my fingers were not stuck to ice, so there was nothing to melt.  They were stuck directly to the source – the bottom base of the freezer itself. Alex tried pouring a variety of temperatures of water over my hand, while I yelped in pain, trying to pry my fingers up. This process went on for what seemed like ages, as we simultaneously cried out to God for me to be released from the relentless grip of the freezer!   

The whole incident sounds so crazy and almost unbelievable as I write about it, and yet the pain and look of my fingers even until now, remind me of how real it was.  Finally, I was able to slowly find release.  Not for any logical reason or anything profound that we finally did, but I think simply because God heard our cry!  All four fingers suffered from severe frostbite!  Now, the on-going joke (which isn’t very funny to me quite yet) is that a Canadian girl from the land of snow, managed to get frostbite in the hot, tropical land of Malaysia!  For the next several days, all four of my fingers were extremely swollen, excruciatingly painful even while on extra strength painkillers, and could not be bent at all.  Some parts had gone completely numb, while certain other parts had hypersensitive nerves, so that even the slight touch of my bed sheets at night would jolt me awake in unbearable pain.

Later that same day we picked up our dear friend, David Demian from the airport and headed up the mountains to have a retreat.  The next morning, as I stumbled out of our room after a sleepless, painful night, David was the first person I saw.  He greeted me, asking how my hand was doing and then said, “I hate saying this to someone who is in a lot of pain, but what happened to your fingers is very prophetic.”  This certainly got my attention!

David went on to explain to me.  1 Corinthians 6:17 is the key verse for the “40-Day Yielding” that many of us across the globe are of going through right now.  It says, “He who is joined to the Lord is one spirit with Him.” David explained that the Greek word used in this verse for “joined” is “kollao”.  This word does not refer to a weak or casual joining, but rather to glue together, fasten firmly together, in such a way that the two become inseparable.  And if the two actually do manage to be torn apart, there will be severe damage.  Wow!  This is exactly what had happened to me in that relentless freezer!

The Bible chose the word “kollao” to describe us being joined to the Lord.  This means that when I am joined to the Lord to this extent, if I try to separate, I will take a piece of Him and He will take a piece of me.  There is no way to have a clean separation.  So, to protect the things that are glued together, it’s better to leave them together.  Because if you separate them they will rip apart and none of them will be functional any more – which was exactly the case with my fingers! Although I finally managed to separate from the freezer, my fingers could not function properly and the damage caused was so severe that eventually each finger developed a huge blister and now the old, damaged skin is all peeling off.

Sadly, some people do eventually rip themselves away from the Lord or to people within the body that they have been joined to.  And then, similarly to my fingers, they walk around with parts of their hearts completely numb and other parts hypersensitive to everyone around them, always misunderstanding people’s words, actions and motives and constantly overreacting.  

So what had happened to my fingers was indeed extremely prophetic!  I had experienced in the natural exactly what we were talking about in the spiritual.  As we are going through this “40-day Yielding,” the Lord is wanting to glue (kollao) us together with Himself, so that we cannot go anywhere without Him anymore.  So that we cannot departmentalize Him in our lives. So that when we go to our work, He’s there.  When we go to our house, He’s there.  When we spend time with our kids, He’s there.  In our business, He is there.  At school, He’s there. Because we are totally joined to Him. We are one with Him.

Throughout the past year, I’ve been consciously pressing in and praying for my heart and whole being to be aligned with the Lord.  This is great, and I will continue to do so.  But now I see that being joined with Him is even far greater.  Alignment can come and go.  But when I’m actually joined with Him in the way that 1 Corinthians 6:17 is talking about, it will be impossible for me to come out of alignment with Him, because we are actually one.   Jesus says that just as He and the Father are one, He wants us to be one with Him.  So let’s continue to yield to Him and walk more and more in the reality of this powerful verse – so that we would be joined with our Lord in an inseparable way, so much so that we would become fully one with Him.

Family Testimony: Moses and Jenny

Dear Zion family, here is an excerpt of a wonderful testimony of how the Lord led Moses and Jenny to our family. We have used our editorial creativity to adapt it for our website.

Hello! Zion family, Praise the Lord He gives me this great opportunity to share to all of you about me and Jenny’s testimony how our beloved Holy Spirit lead us to Church of Zion.  
Our journey started in 2013, when we visited a local church in Surrey and on the very first day, Holy Spirit spoke to me and said, “Son this is your stepping stone church”. At that time I can’t understand what’s meant by stepping stone church? Within a year, I have been baptized with the Holy Spirit in the church and then just after a week I have been received the gift of speak in tongue praise the Lord.
Last year December 2016 Holy Spirit starts speaking to my heart, He said, “Son time is ready to move.” Then I asked where we should go Lord.  Until June 2017 finally He said, “Son, you grew up in Zion and now back to Zion”. (My church in Malaysia is Zion Methodist Church).  Though there are multiple Zion churches in Vancouver, our God is so amazing. One of my church brother tells me Moses do you know Church of Zion? They have Sunday service at Pacific Academy Surrey and very close to your house, I have no idea why he tells me all this for no reason at all.  
On the July 16 Sunday when I turn my car enter to P.A., Alex followed behind and he parks his car just 2 spots away from my car. So I went to ask him, “Excuse me, Sir! Do you know where the church of Zion is?” He shows me the way, and the moment we enter that “door” my Zion’s journey started.  Let me using this few words to describe this wonderful Zion’s journey --“excited”, “unprecedented”, “unbelievable”, and “FAMILY”.  
Since then, the Lord has given us signs over and over to confirm that our Zion’s journey is true, Hallelujah!
Let me use this scripture for the final (Zechariah 1:14 - So the angel who spoke with me said to me, “Proclaim, saying, 'Thus says the LORD of hosts: I am zealous for Jerusalem and for Zion with great zeal'.").  Amen.