As a child—and even as an adult—I didn’t speak much, because I often felt I wasn’t good enough. Being the youngest in a big family, I felt insignificant, so I tried to please others, hoping that by doing so, I would be accepted and loved.

Even at a young age, I told myself not to let fate control me—that I had to take charge of my own life.

I went to Catholic school in Hong Kong and learned about the Bible. I went to church with my dad, often seeking his approval. Later, I attended an evangelistic event with my brother Ben, and that night, I raised my hand and decided to follow God. But looking back, those moments feel like distant memories. I don’t think I truly developed a close relationship with Him at that time.

That began to change when I moved to Edmonton and stayed with my brother Ben. Those two years were when I felt closest to God—through fellowship, Bible study, and serving at church. Even though my brother and his family welcomed me, I still felt like an outsider. At the same time, I was going through heartbreak, and I decided to move to Ontario for university—to a place where I knew no one, and no one knew me.

Once again, I tried to take control of my own life—and once again, I turned away from God.

Over the past 20 years, I have gone through many difficult seasons: broken relationships, my daughter’s illness, my children’s struggles with mental health, and my own depression. In my lowest moments, when I felt alone and helpless, I cried out to God. And not only did He hear me—He knew me, and He carried me through those valleys. Even when I drifted away, He never left me.

For many years, I held on to idols I created—seeking approval and love from people, thinking they would bring me peace and happiness. But all along, God was there, waiting for me to return to Him. Like the father in the parable of the Prodigal Son, God’s love is unconditional. Through His grace and mercy, I have been forgiven and welcomed back into His family.

I want to thank my sister Cindy, who over the past three years has encouraged and brought me to Cornerstone. Through this, I have grown closer to Christ again. I’ve experienced peace after each service, and each morning as I spend time with God in prayer and in His Word. I’ve come to realize that the more I surrender control to God, the more I experience true peace and joy.

I also want to thank my brother Ben and my sister Doris, who have never stopped praying for me to find eternal life in Christ.

Today, I choose to be baptized so that my old, self-driven life may be buried with Christ. From this day forward, I place my faith and trust in Him as my Savior. I ask the Holy Spirit to teach me, guide me, and renew me each day as I walk in this new life.