About Me

Introducing Me...

I'm Matt. 
I live in Australia. 
I am a Christian. 
And, I currently Study Medicine at the University of Adelaide.
This is my blog.

My Witness

I surrendered my life to Christ quite early in my life. Although I cannot recall the exact date on which I was saved, I have a vivid memory of this life-changing event. It was a church family camp and as always, the children would spend our time with John and Ros, a godly couple who have devoted their lives to children’s ministry. Over the three days of the camp, they would do various activities with us- one of which was telling us countless stories that taught principles in the scripture. A particular story that they told was called the “Story of the three crosses and the lost boat” and it went like this:

There once was a boy called Mark who really wanted to make a boat of his own. He saved up his pocket money and built a model boat and then took it to the beach to sail it.  Then he was distracted by a car accident and while he was gone, two teenagers came and stole his boat.  When Mark came back and his boat was not there— He looked everywhere along the beach but still could not find it. Later on, he found his boat in a shop and the shop owner said that Mark would have to buy it if he wanted it back. When Mark finally earned enough money and bought his boat, he held it tight saying, "little boat, you are twice mine, firstly I made you and now I've bought you!”

The story was figuratively describing Jesus’ love for us—God made us but because of sin we are “lost” or separated from God. Jesus became flesh and paid the “full price” for our sin through his substitutionary death on the cross—breaking down this sin barrier. Being an avid toy enthusiast back then, this short, simple story touched my heart. I had this realization of just how much God loved and wanted us to be with Him. Hence, John and Ros asked if anyone wanted to commit and surrender his/her life to Christ— I raised my hand and a child of Christ I am.

Comparing my life before and after that moment, the biggest difference was probably my attitude towards everything that was Christian. Growing up in a Christian family, going to church, praying, reading the bible and the like have always been something that was expected to be done—it was a routine. However, I feel that ever since that day I finally knew, truly, who I was singing praises to, reading and hearing stories about, praying to every night. Christ had become something that was personal- an eternal relationship between God and myself- not just a “family thing”.

My other blogs...

My photography journal -- Photos on the Orange Wall