By Yang Laidi I’m Yang Laidi, sixty-two years old this year. In 1985, because my husband had health problems, our […]
God’s Love Is Most Real
God’s Love Is Most Real
(from Dongfeng Church in Xinglong Small District, Beijing District)
On the night of July 21, 2012, a rare and extraordinary flood happened in our place. I’d like to tell my true experience and seeing to everyone who thirsts for God.
That day, my husband and I took care of a stock ground for my elder sister. It kept raining heavily during the night, and we went to bed early. At 3:45 a.m., my brother-in-law phoned us and said, “The reservoir will discharge water, and this place will be flooded. We must escape quickly!” At that time, I was at a loss and just cried to God in my heart, with nothing else to say. I only knew to protect my electric scooter as well as my MP5 player and TF card used for listening to hymns and preachings. In desperation, I went to the stock room and got the scooter out. I rode it, wanting to go home and check the books of . Additionally, I was also worried about my mother-in-law and my child. When I reached near the expressway, as I couldn’t see anything in the heavy rain, my scooter hit a piece of asphalt washed down by the flood and I rolled down into the flood with the scooter. I prayed to God in my heart, “O God! If I’m washed away by the flood today, it’s your righteousness. If you keep me alive, I’ll perform my duty properly in future.” Then one of my shoes was swept away. I wanted to get onto the expressway, but when I came near, I was stunned. The expressway was enclosed with steel wires, so I couldn’t get through. I stepped into the water again and the other shoe was also swept away. The water had reached my upper thighs. I stepped into the water for the third time and I kept praying in my heart. Then a family of three came out of a pig farm, and I thanked God in my heart. With them as company, I prepared to get onto the expressway again. At that time, my husband arrived, and he used a drill rod to break the steel wire gauze. I was the first one to jump over the steel wire gauze and run up to the expressway with bare feet. At that time, water flowed north from the bend of the river and flowed south from the main road, so we were in between. Our only choice was to get onto the expressway.
When I looked down from the expressway, I got cold feet. There was a steel mill not far from where we lived, with an over two-meter-wide lane between them. Inside the yard wall, the water was more than one meter deep, and even the colored steel houses were floating. Then, I prayed again, “O God, I thank you for saving me. Just because I loved money so much, I didn’t listen to you but acted stiff-necked. I was wrong.” If water had broken through the yard on the north, we would have been washed away at past 2 a.m. However, it broke through the corner of the wall on the south and flooded the pig farm in the lower place. At that time, I truly saw God’s almightiness. Even the disasters bypass the believers in God.
After staying in the expressway tunnel for three hours or more, we got off the expressway and went home. When I got home and opened the food bag, I saw something marvelous. My MP5 player and TF card in the bag weren’t wet at all. When my scooter fell in the water, they also dropped into the water. The scooter charger was wet and all other things were wet except for my MP5 player and TF card. I saw God’s wonderful deeds.
When I returned to the stock ground, the scene even more struck me dumb. In the courtyard, there was only some water from last night’s rain. There was water in the corn field in front of the stock ground and the water was also deep in the corn field behind it, but there was not much water in the stock ground. This was God’s keeping.
After the flood, my heart became much calmer, and I knew what is most important. Although money is omnipotent, it can’t save me when the disaster comes. Only God is my real Lord. I won’t pursue money anymore. I’ll give up the stock ground and devote myself to the work. On that day I went to preach the gospel to my aunt, my mother, and my sister-in-law, and they all accepted it after learning about my experience. Before, my mother and sister-in-law always persecuted me on account of my believing in God. I had been preaching to them for four years, but they didn’t believe. Right then I saw God’s almightiness all the more. My husband used to persecute me, but now he no longer persecutes me. I’m also preaching the gospel to him. In the past, I dared not open my mouth to preach the gospel. After that experience, I no longer shrink back. I’m willing to spare no efforts to testify my experience, because in the trial of the disaster I have seen and experienced God’s salvation and his most true and real love. How can I not testify God?
August 11, 2012