“Without Thee”


Pastor Jeffrey Saw strumming his 12-string guitar

“Without Thee” an original chorus & song composition by Paul Chong with music sung  beautifully by Pastor Jeffrey Saw.

Pastor Saw first came to Perth in 1991 as a religious worker from Myanmar, sponsored by the former Church of Resurrection.

 He was then a young man with a mop of dark black hair.

Today his black hair has been replaced by grey and through sheer hard work, he has built up a church with well over 150 members in the congregation, mainly of Karen minority.

These people has settled down peacefully in a peaceful & harmonious environment, so drastically different from being prosecuted in Myanmar. The little town of Katanning south of Perth is said to be attracting quite a number of Karen minority.

With God’s guidance, love & care, the Karen people are now happy Australians

“Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil – it has no point.”

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Without Thee”

– lyrics by Paul Chong     Music by Pastor Jeffrey Saw

I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me, you can do nothing.” – John15:5

WHAT will we ever be without Thee

We are all but empty vessels indeed

Without Thee there can’t be any destiny

Only with Thy Spirit will our bondage be free.


“Glory, glory, glorious God

Only with Thy love

‘Only with Thy grace\

Will we know our fate.”



Without Thee nothing will be possible

Nor  life or spirit of survival

For thou art the vine; we’re just branches

Only with Thy Spirit will we be free from the crunch.

Lyrics: Paul Chong    Music: Pastor Jeffrey Saw

Copyright 1992.  All rights reserved.

To All The Good People Of The World

42-17891336Give Take & Share

Your little good gesture

will help us start off

our worthy venture!

Let me share a beautiful story here:

57 Cent Church  

A little girl stood near a small church from which she had been turned away because it was ‘too crowded.

‘I can’t go to Sunday School,’ she sobbed to the pastor as he walked by.

Seeing her shabby, unkempt appearance, the pastor guessed the reason and, taking her by the hand, took her inside and found a place for her in the Sunday school class. The child was so happy that they found room for her, and she went to bed that night thinking of the children who have no place to worship Jesus.

Some two years later, this child lay dead in one of the poor tenement buildings. Her parents called for the kindhearted pastor who had befriended their daughter to handle the final arrangements.

As her poor little body was being moved, a worn and crumpled red purse was found which seemed to have been rummaged from some trash dump.

Inside was found 57 cents and a note, scribbled in childish handwriting, which read: ‘This is to help build the little church bigger so more children can go to Sunday School.’

For two years she had saved for this offering of love.

When the pastor tearfully read that note, he knew instantly what he would do. Carrying this note and the cracked, red pocketbook to the pulpit, he told the story of her unselfish love and devotion.

He challenged his deacons to get busy and raise enough money for the larger building.

But the story does not end there….

A newspaper learned of the story and published It. It was read by a wealthy realtor who offered them a parcel of land worth many thousands.

When told that the church could not pay so much, he offered to sell it to the little church for 57 cents.

Church members made large donations. Checks came from far and wide..

Within five years the little girl’s gift had increased to $250,000.00–a huge sum for that time (near the turn of the century). Her unselfish love had paid large dividends.

When you are in the city of Philadelphia , look up Temple Baptist Church , with a seating capacity of 3,300. And be sure to visit TempleUniversity, where thousands of students are educated. 

Have a look, too, at the Good   Samaritan Hospital and at a Sunday School building which houses hundreds of beautiful children, built so that no child in the area will ever need to be left outside during Sunday school time.

Dr. Russell ConwellDr. Russell H. Conwell

In one of the rooms of this building may be seen the picture of the sweet face of the little girl whose 57 cents, so sacrificially saved, made such remarkable history. Alongside of it is a portrait of her kind pastor, Dr. Russell H. Conwell, author of the book, ‘Acres of Diamonds’.

This is a true story, which goes to show WHAT GOD CAN DO WITH 57 CENTS.

YOU can be a part of this worthy cause in helping us to “helping people in plight” & saving lives.

Touching hearts and spreading cheer . . . Wiping off both sorrow and fear . . . Since you pass this place but once . . . you can at least extend your help just once.

Open your heart


Send your donation to

Asian Australian Initiative Inc.

Westpac Account No: 736 – 065 182364

Thank You

It’s your compassion we seek

For the funds that we need

For more info

CLICK >>>  https://paulchong.net/2012/12/13/asian-australian-initiative-inc/

Further Read . . . Helping People in Plight – Asian Australian Initiative Inc.


Non-Governmental Organisation

Registered No: A1007004H Incorporated in Western Australia

God’s Rosebud


In all life’s situation, often there’s a simple solution

to every problem

If only we LET GO . . . AND LET GOD.

Let me share this beautiful story & poem to illustrate my point.


A new minister was walking with an older more seasoned minister

in the garden one day. Feeling a bit insecure about what God had for him to do, he was asking THE OLDER PREACHER FOR SOME ADVICE.

The older preacher walked up to a rosebush and handed the young preacher a rosebud and told him to open it without tearing off any petals.

The young preacher looked in disbelief at the older preacher

and was trying to figure out what a rosebud could possibly

have to do with his wanting to know the will of God for

his life and ministry.

But because of his great respect for the older preacher, he proceeded

to try to unfold the rose, while keeping every petal intact.

It wasn’t long before he realized how impossible this was to do.

Noticing the younger preacher’s inability to unfold the rosebud

without tearing it, the older preacher began to recite the following poem . . .

“It is only a tiny rosebud,

A flower of God’s design;

But I cannot unfold the petals

With these clumsy hands of mine.”

“The secret of unfolding flowers

Is not known to such as I.

GOD opens this flower so easily,

But in my hands they die.”

“If I cannot unfold a rosebud,

This flower of God’s design,

Then how can I have the wisdom

To unfold this life of mine?”

“So I’ll trust in God for leading

Each moment of my day.

I will look to God for guidance

In each step along the way.”

“The path that lies before me,

Only my Lord and Savior knows.

I’ll trust God to unfold the moments,

Just as He unfolds the rose.”

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Share this beautiful message around & constantly be reminded


So relax and let go and make Him the Centre of your Life. 



Forgive and Forget (Poem/Song)

Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.” – Colossians 3:13

To forgive is divine

To forget adds more shine!

O Lord, cleanse our hearts

Let us not judge people apart

Help us to show your great love to all

Whoever at our door shall call.

Christians should never hold grievances

Nor should they entertain preferences

Not just between their fellow believers

But be an example among non-believers.

Let us help lift a fellow man’s plight

When it’s more than he can bear

And his burden may be made light

If you can prove to him that you care.

Restore one another as God restores us

Forgive and forget all the hurts and the slight

Just as it’s more blessed to give

We must give more than what we receive.

Music by: Wendy Pierson

Poem/Lyrics By: Paul Chong

Copyright 1992. All Rights Reserved

Hear and you forget; see and you remember; do and you understand . . .”


PSALM 103 (Bridge Over Troubled Waters)

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English: Bridge over Troubled Waters. The footbridge over Hurst Brook, which runs through Glossop golf course. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Praise the LORD, O my soul,

all my inmost being, 

praise his holy name.

Praise the LORD, O my soul,

and forgets not all his benefits-

who forgives all your sins

and heals all your diseases,

who redeems your life from the pit

and crowns you with with love and compassion,

who satisfies your desires with good things

so that your youth is renewed like the eagle.”

(Verses 1 – 5)

In this beautiful Psalm above, there are seven meaningful verbs, well chosen to instil a process of hope and positiveness . . . forgets, forgives, heals, redeems, crowns, satisfies and renewed.

When hurts roar, let your hope soar.

Your heart might be breaking,

A million pieces shattering.

Feeling’s such a delicate thing

It’s hard even with gentle mending.

A process and period of grieving

Is essential for healing.

The heart may grieve for all eternity

That’s when understanding can lift it but not pity.

Troubled waters roar with great muddy swells

Bridging it requires skill to break the spell.

For despair and despondency creep

Even while you sleep.

Your whole being becomes so engrossed

Nothing stimulates, enthusiasm’s lost.

A soothing word, a gentle hand

A listening heart and patience spent

Will calm the roar in the end.

To forgive is divine

To forget exceptionally fine.

Christ heals to redeem

Crowns and satisfies to extreme

Renewed spirit sets to spring.

© Paul Chong

Sunday, 30 May 1999

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English: Bridge over non troubled waters The Italianate gardens of Renishaw Hall. http://www.sitwell.co.uk/ (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Going To Church . . . Real & Unreal!

By P Chong                                          Sun. 10 October 2010

Church-going nation

Over the years, I have observed church-goers both in Malaysia & Australia without any clear line of demarcation. People are the same, to say the least, the world over, whether they are Christians or otherwise.

Generally, they fall into one or two categories as below:

1.          Those who go largely to socialise – to be seen & see.

2. They have preference only to be associated with a church where the rich &                             famous worship.

3.         They seek out & clamour for personal recognition & awards.

4.        The young are mainly looking for excitement.

The truth is, going to church every Sunday does not make one a Christian. It’s the heart that matters. As a good Christian, you are seen to be practising every aspect of Christianity . . . be Christ personified. Grace within grace without. Inward grace outward grace . . . inward disgrace outward disgrace. Nothing can ever be concealed.

The whole crux of the matter is your attitude & how you perceive about things. To elucidate this vital point, here’s a little illustration:

A minister decided that a visual demonstration would add emphasis to his Sunday sermon.

Four worms were placed into four separate jars.

The first worm was put into a container of alcohol.

The second worm was put into a container of cigarette smoke.

The third worm was put into a container of chocolate syrup.

The fourth worm was put into a container of good clean soil.

At the conclusion of the sermon, the Minister reported the following results:

The first worm in alcoholDead.

The second worm in cigarette smokeDead.

Third worm in chocolate syrupDead.

Fourth worm in good clean soilAlive.

So the Minister asked the congregation – What did you learn from this demonstration?

Maxine was sitting in the back, quickly raised her hand and said, ‘As long as you drink, smoke and eat chocolate, you won’t have worms!’

Get real.

As long as you DO Not drink, smoke or eat chocolate, you will be much healthier and possibly live much longer.

Guess Who’s Coming To Preach

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By P Chong                                                          Sun. 5 September 2010

Story: Origin Unknown

Church is the place for worship

Less so the place for fellowship

For your focus is on God

Rather than whatever you’ve got!

It was a cold winter’s day that Sunday. The parking lot to the church was filling up quickly. I noticed as I got out of my car fellow church members were whispering among themselves as they walked into the church.

Source: Fine Art Print

As I got closer I saw a man leaned up against the wall outside the church. He was almost laying down as if he was asleep. He had on a long trench coat that was almost in shreds and a hat topped his head, pulled down so you could not see his face. He wore shoes that looked 30 years old, too small for his feet, with holes all over them, his toes stuck out. I assumed this man was homeless, and asleep, so I walked on by through the doors of the church.

We all fellowshipped for a few minutes, and someone brought up the man laying outside. People snickered and gossiped but no one bothered to ask him to come in, including me. A few moments later church began. We all waited for the preacher to take his place and to give us the Word, when the doors to the church opened.

In came the homeless man walking down the aisle with his head down. People gasped and whispered and made faces. He made his way down the aisle and up onto the pulpit where he took off his hat and coat. My heart sank. There stood our preacher … he was the “homeless man,” and the last parishioner to arrive for service.

No one said a word. The preacher took his Bible and laid it on his stand.

Folks, I don’t think I have to tell you what I am preaching about today.”

It does take an experience such as this to set our thinking

right. All too often, materialism & human become our focus of worship which are hateful to God as idolatry.

If I may say so, as men stray, churches sadly too stray.

Dick Halverton, Chaplain of the United States Senate (Fellowship), puts it in these thought-provoking words:

In the beginning the church was a fellowship of men & women center on the living Christ. Then the church moved to Greece where it became a philosophy. Then it moved to Rome where it became an institution. Next, it moved to Europe where it became a culture. And finally, it moved to America where it became an enterprise.”

Christianity, according to Samuel Wilberforce, can be condensed into four words: ADMIT, SUBMIT, COMMIT & TRANSMIT.

Count Your Blessings . . .

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Someone once wrote these beautiful lines:

“WHEN UPON life’s billows you are tempest tossed,

When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost…

Count your many blessings, name them one by one…

When you look at others with their lands and gold,

Think that Christ has promised you His wealth untold;

Count your many blessings. Wealth can never buy

Your reward in heaven, nor your home on high.

So, amid the conflict, whether great or small,

Do not be discouraged, God is over all…

Count your blessings, name them one by one,

Count your blessings, see what God hath done!” *

Life’s journey is never always smooth. There are inevitably potholes to avoid. There’ll be ups & downs as you ride along, or the journey sways you from side to side. Just be bright & enjoy the ride . . . onward, forward, soldier on!

Life’s destination is never in sight to begin with! Log on . . . spirit on . . . to reach your destination you must soldier on.

Focus on the positives . . . however small & insignificant they may seem to wipe out the negatives.

Be thankful for the many small delightful happenings. Sometimes it just takes one little thing to chase your blue away.

For most parts of our life, the reality is only a very small portion of it is filled with real happy moments. So savour whatever there is big or small.

It is most refreshing to see an elderly couple walking hand in hand, or sitting cheek to cheek like they are in love for the first time in their natural lives.

The best things in life are free. Recall when you awoke to the most remarkable sunrise ever and heard birds chirping outside your window. You smelled the morning dew. Later you viewed a gorgeous sunset.

Remember, nobody can cause you to be miserable without your consent.

Don’t Cry! Sing & Be Happy!!

The sweet refrain from an old favourite “Count Your Blessings . . . “ will shake off the doldrums & stress.

Always keep yourself prayerfully alert!

God is always with you.

Heyday’s Gone, Doomsday’s Coming On!

By P Chong                             Sunday, 30 May 2010

Image: 2012 Doomsday Prophecies

In retrospect, when I first preached this message in 1993, the world’s problems were much less aggravating, but predictably indicating of worst things to come. How precisely true when we look at today’s chaos everywhere! Is there any nook & corner of the world that is not plagued with problems?

Someone once said, “Jerusalem is a golden basin full of scorpions.” Three major religions of the world, Christianity, Islam & Judaism all have a claim over this holiest of cities. Yet, unbelievably & ironically, all its holiness pales in significance when compared to all the religious & political killings & conflict since time memorial. So much violence, atrocities, grief, misery . . . where is love and peace as preached?

Logically, since there is but one God, there should be but one religion. But mankind through its ingenuity & human intelligence rationalised & justified by instituting a ramification of religions to suit its convenience & concept. Such is the nature of mankind. Just like a man that is born of a woman has but a short life to live with its fill of misery, what else is there to be said of man’s other institutions & artefacts? Man-made misery is rampant & widespread. No one continent is free from conflict & warfare. The question is, will it ever end?

Unlike civilisations of old, our present civilisation is materialistic in nature, breeding greed, discontent & all sorts of immoral objectives. The moral, philosophical, cultural & non-materialistic aspect of civilisation is overwhelmed largely by economic consideration. Capitalism captivates & transcends all levels of society & invades the hearts & minds of all without exception. There is no global territorial restriction as evidenced by the crumbled communist walls with their iron or bamboo curtains.

Nationalistically, power & world supremacy reign supreme. Individually, the same applies. Western civilisation started to flourish with the rapid organisation of church activities. Church leaders wield tremendous power & influence over the nation & its people. The best example being the Pope & the Vatican. The Pope is without doubt easily the most powerful figure in the world . . . his followers transcend all national boundaries.

Mankind may be Christian in name, but barbaric in deeds. It’s apparent everywhere. Like Prophet Mohammed who conquered with a sword in one hand & the Koran in the other, Popes of the previous era had conquered with sword in one hand & the Bible in the other. The calamities & atrocities arising out of wars are unforgivable.

The Asian crisis of the 90s was not confined just to the economic frontier, but with civil unrest in Indonesia & India testing out its nuclear might threatening its immediate neighbour of Pakistan, Asia & the world.

The present global financial crisis is even more threatening, coupled with wars raging all over. Over & above all these, natural disasters & catastrophe are more rampant & pronounced. Sovereign debt crisis bringing Eurozone to its knees. Could all these signal the coming of the end?

In the 90s, there was on TV of a Japanese sect claiming that the true Jesus Christ came to Japan. He married & lived to a ripe old age of 105 and was buried in Japan. The person that hung on the cross was in fact His own brother, who was mistaken to be Him. Jesus’ coming to Japan was His Second Coming. His first was when He was aged 21 when he learnt a great deal from the Shinto before going back to Israel to preach. Believe it?

You only have to look at the Australian society to be alarmed at the abominable happenings . . . church condoning homosexuality . . . allowing non-Christian to be minister . . . pastor welcoming Freemasons into their midst in Church & being struck dead upon sitting down . . . police, politicians, church people marching together with the Mardi Gras celebration . . . the list goes on & on. It’s inevitable we are heading towards the days of Sodom & Gomorrah. In Matthew 10:125, it is said: “I tell you the truth, it will be more bearable for Sodom & Gomorrah on the day of judgement than for . . .”.

The scenario in the United States of America, all too familiar, is far worst than the above . . .

When you look at today’s world . . . financial crisis, sovereign debt crisis, double-digit unemployment, wars & atrocities, natural disasters & calamities, human sufferings, social unrest . . . there is nothing positively right!

Are the final days upon us? Is mankind so blind as to be wiped out by the twin perils of Armageddon and a doomsday comet? Signs are everywhere of Jesus’ Second Coming and God will establish Heaven on Earth, creating a virtual paradise for true believers everywhere. The righteous will inherit life eternal in all its glories. Unless the unrighteous repent eternal condemnation is a certainty. Just like the days of old, as with the people of Sodom & Gomorrah unconcerned & believing not, the present generation of people will face judgement in a much more drastic way!

This is indeed food for thought . . . serious matter to be taken to heart, mind & soul. Our days on earth are naturally numbered as they are . . . what more with such swift & cataclysmic changes. In the present era of instant communication and super electronic highway, adverse happenings are instantly relayed on the small screen. Some of these present day happenings are really scary.

No more hearsay . . . more like near-say!

To be forewarned is to be forearmed. Repent & be prepared for the Judgement Day is upon us. We would not be caught with “wine, women & song” in more atrocious ways than the days of Sodom & Gomorrah! The final crunch will affect us all globally!

God is gracious and forever faithful to His promises. His arms are wide open. Let Him receive us in the comfort of His arms. Amen.

The Family – Face of Our Civilisation


Family Kiama: The face of our civilisation is the family


An United Family A Thousand Successes

It’s the unit that

Respect & honour bound in unity

breed past & present society

It must be the consideration for all eternity.


The new age sets the modern trend

The family is set to end

Marriages are no longer grand

When like-sex togetherness lawfully stand.


The sins of the world are multiplying in fold

Crimes & offences are prevailing bold

Young and old no longer can be told

The ideals of goodness can’t be sold.


We must ponder and be back to the basics

For the solutions and answers that we seek

Stop this decay before society gets too sick

God‘s principles and guidance must we stick.


Paul Chong

A Chinese by Descent

An Australian by Consent