“Your baby has a heart condition with which she cannot live for more than 24 hours. I could operate on her. I have done four of such operations, three babies died during the operations and one died a few hours after the operation. What would you like me to do?” Hearing the specialist say that, what would you do? Read on.
After a lengthy period without work, I landed the plum job. No, it didn’t make me rich, but it enabled me to use my brain in very interesting work. It was a real joy to go to work. Imagine, in that situation, to come to a point where you’re told that there isn’t any more work. Read on.
All this happened on Sunday night, 9th August 1987. Like most Sundays, I attended the evening service at Church. Around 9:30 that evening I got into my car and drove home. I had to go along Hoddle Street, and I am still amazed at what Father God did for me there. Read on.
Returning home meant having to dispose of quite a lot of goods of all kinds. Besides furniture and kitchen goods, there was also all my teaching materials. It all transpired in a way I could not have imagined. Read on.
I settled into my new unit and felt safe and secure. Still settling into our culture after all those years in China, I was still quite stressed, but over the months and years, that all came good. And then … Read on.
After spending many years in China, I was amazed at how difficult it was to obtain affordable housing upon my return home. This was a serious problem for a person whose income would be the pension. Read on.