According to the Words That There Is a Time for Everything

I lay in bed, but I couldn’t fall asleep. I just kept repeating, “Father and Mother, thank You,” in my mind.

I was surprised to see a text message from the chief hairdresser this morning.

“I‘ll be baptized today.”

I checked that short sentence over and over again. She had said she wasn’t interested until the previous day. It was unbelievable.

We’ve known each other for seven years. I could’ve given up after seven years of refusal, but I didn’t because she was just like me before I received the truth. Somebody preached the gospel to me tirelessly for about ten years until I became a child of God. I wasn’t interested at that time. I took the words as something irrelevant to me. After wasting a decade, I received a new life. When I realized the spiritual principle, I was thankful to the person who delivered the news of salvation to me.

As I had experienced it, I always believed that those who are to be saved will come to God no matter how long it takes. It was difficult to meet her after she shut down her hair salon a year ago. I only made a few phone calls to ask how she was doing. Then she told me that she opened a new hair shop in another region. I went there though it was far away. I thought it was time for her to receive God’s blessing.

I went straight to meet her. She looked quite different from a year ago. She no longer looked confident, but rather she was full of anxiety. Listening to her story that she had been ill and suffering, I was reminded of the parable of the Good Samaritan in the Bible. The Samaritan did not pass by the dying man, attacked by robbers. I couldn’t leave her alone when her soul had been deeply hurt.

First, I accompanied her when she went here and there to do complicated work. I just wanted to be with her so that she wouldn’t feel lonely and bought her a meal to encourage her, but she thanked me as if I did a huge favor. “When I was rich, I had many people around me. But when I had nothing, they all left me,” she said, feeling bitter. Then she said something I had been waiting for so much.

“Id like only look up to God now.”

As she said, she followed our Zion members she had known for a month near her salon and was born again as a child of God. I was grateful to God for leading her soul to life.

She tells me that we should not be separated forever, since we’ve become heavenly sisters. I too want to stay forever with the sister who has returned into the arms of Heavenly Father and Mother through a long roundabout way. I’m too excited to fall asleep. I feel like I’ll stay awake for a while.