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


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 . . .”


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.

Have No Fear . . . God Is Near

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By P Chong       Wed. 1 September 2010

From the womb to the tomb there is but one room

And that’s up in heaven or down in Hell

Where you’d forever dwell & yell!

Morbid as it may sound, especially on this beautiful first day of Spring, nothing is further from the truth. Ever since the downfall of mankind through the disobedience of Adam & Eve, man has been cast out of the Garden of Eden into the realm of evil & temptations. However, Father God in His graciousness & everlasting mercy has forgiven us & forgotten that act of human disobedience, but the consequences of that act cannot be avoided. Our physical death, the pain of childbirth, sickness & ailments, unending human problems & sufferings are, to name some, the consequences of sin we have to bear.

There is no escaping. Death is a certainty. Death comes to everybody. It has no respect for class, status or creed. Popular writer-teacher Leo Buscaglia used to say, “Remember, no one will get out of this world alive!”

There is a wonderful legend of the servant of a wealthy merchant. He was in a marketplace of Baghdad securing provisions for his master when he had the most frightful experience of his life. When he rushed into his master’s house a few minutes later, his colour had drained completely from his face.

What’s the matter with you? It looks as though you have seen a ghost!” the master inquired.

Master,” the servant replied, “I have just seen DEATH in the marketplace, and when he saw me, he raised his arm to strike me. Please master, I am certain he means to take me. Loan me your fastest horse so that I can get away.”

But where will you go?” asked the merchant.

I will go to Samarra,” explained the servant. “DEATH will not find me there.”

So the merchant gave his servant the fastest horse in his stables, and the servant rode swiftly off to the city of Samarra where he hoped to hide.

The merchant later went to the market to get his own supplies. While there he too saw DEATH. So he inquired of DEATH, “Why did you raise your hand to strike my servant a while ago?”

Death replied, “Actually I meant him no harm ast that moment. Raising my hand was a gesture of surprise. You see, I didn’t expect to find him here, for I have an appointment with him tonight at Samarra!”

The servant of Baghdad would discover that no matter how fast the horse not how far the journey, he could not escape his appointment with DEATH.

To allay you fear, here’s an amusing episode which bears out the best explanation of DEATH ever:

A sick man turned to his doctor as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said, Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side.”

Very quietly, the doctor said, “I don’t know.”

You don’t know? You’re a Christian man, and don’t know what’s on the other side?”

The doctor was holding the handle of the door; on the other side came a sound of scratching and whining, and as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.

Turning to the patient, the doctor said, Did you notice my dog? He’s never been in this room before. He didn’t know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, and when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, but I do know one thing . . . I know my Master is there and that is enough.”

Have no trouble, have no fear

For God is near.

Put your faith & trust in Him

And He’ll guide you through thick & thin.

Xuangongsi – The Hanging Monastery, Heng Shan, Shanxi, China

(Xuangongsi Hanging Temple literally means “Floating Temple”)

A distant view of the complex across the Golden Dragon River (Jinlong He).

Built around 6th century, Xuangongsi of Hunyuan County, Shanxi Province is one of China’s unique and remarkable feats of architectural engineering. Sited about 50 mi (80 km) southeast of Datong, it is built about a third of the way up a vertical cliff in Jinlong Guan (Golden Dragon Gorge or Canyon), part of the long Hengshan (Heng Mountain), one of the four sacred Taoist mountains. The monastery was founded during the Northern Wei period (386-584) in the 6th century, although much was reconstructed from the Tang through the Qing eras, as well as in more recent times.

A More Distant View

The underpinnings of the cliff buildings.

Little of the load is actually carried by the thin support pillars. Much of the cantilevering is supported by the weight of the buildings above it.

The complex consists of forty caves, or rooms, including six main halls, but its characteristic feature is the elaborate wooden façade of pavilions and walkways precariously resting on timbers jutting out horizontally and vertically from the cliff. There are colourful tiles on the roofs. Inside the caves are a number of Buddhist figures in bronze, stone, clay and iron. Although built on a sacred Daoist mountain, it has had many influences on it. The Three Religions Hall (San Jiao Dian) reflects the syncretic element of the Chinese religious and philosophical tradition. It contains the seated images representing the Buddha, Confucius and Laotzu, seemingly in perfect harmony with each other.

The Hanging Monastery is an architectural wonder to have withstood the stormy weather for this period of time. A unique mechanical theory was applied to building the framework. Crossbeams were half-inserted into the rock as the foundation, while the rock in back became its support. Seen from below, the Hanging Monastery appears to be a tumble-down castle in the air. Inside, it provides the same scene as other temples.


Construction experts from many countries including Britain, Germany, and Italy, have come to see the monastery. In their words, the Monastery, which mixes mechanics, aesthetics, and Buddhism, is rare. The monastery and everything it symbolises embodies a great cultural achievement of the Chinese people.

The second attraction of the Hanging Monastery is that it includes Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. Inside the Monastery, the sculptures of Sakyamuni, Confucius and Laotzu appear together, which is unusual. There are 40 halls and cabinets, which contain about 80 sculptures made of copper, iron, terracotta, and stone.

Why build a monastery like this? Location is the first reason – building a monastery on the cliff could shield it from floods. In addition, the mountain peak protects it from rain and snow; and the mountain around it also diminishes damage from long-time sunshine. The second reason is that the builders followed a principle in Taoism: peace & tranquility from all forms of human & natural pollution.

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.

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



Friends & Friendship

Friends & Friendship

(By Paul Chong)


(A person who helps at a difficult time is truly a reliable person.)

With three score & ten years behind me, though a dimmer prospect of another score ahead of me, I have lived a life where the word “friend” takes on different perspectives with the passing of time.

The essence of friendship is a connection or bond undeterred by time or space. It’s a love that knows unlimited boundaries & true friendships last a lifetime.

You don’t need to have friends in high places or in senior positions who are able and willing to use their influence on your behalf. What you need most is, in times of need, a friend whom you can count on anytime, anyplace, anyhow – dependable, responsible & reliable whatever the circumstances. This is what’s all about of the proverbial saying of “a friend in need is a friend indeed”. It is someone who has collectively all the wonderful qualities in him which he puts at your disposal without the least worrying about his own self interests.

  • He has with you a bond of mutual understanding, love , affection & respect.

  • He ‘s a strong supporter of your cause – be it personal or otherwise.

  • He’s always on your side – friend rather than foe.

Over the years when you were growing up, you were & are constantly making friends. After all, we are gregarious creatures, social beings, who need to mix & congregate. You have it heard being said that no man is an island. For all intent & purposes we find ourselves living in nests, be it social sharing common interests or professional as in the same line of work or employment. In school, we have classmates & schoolmates as friends. In college, we have college mates, & at university, university mates.

In our working life, we have colleagues & work mates – some closer than others, distinguishing through degrees of same interests. For the ambitious ones, they move outside the sphere of their own environment by joining clubs & associations to extend their friendship circle. Some join service clubs with the noble idea of rendering service to the community or the sheer opportunity of meeting people in higher places. Some take to playing golf for in most Asian countries golf has a snob connotation attached. Others use it as an avenue of closing deals or negotiating one. Sports like tennis does provide an avenue of advancing one’s social circle & ladder, rendering a touch of class & social grace. Church going is also a way of socialising.

Whatever & however friendship is cultivated, friends of such category seldom last. The Chinese have a saying about friends who will wine & dine with you while you are able to lavishly throw parties around. While the going is good, that friend is around but not otherwise. “Hey, there’s nothing in it for me!”, so he drifts away.

So will all your friends drift away one way or another. Some sadly enough through the misfortune of untimely demise. They are never around you forever however close you might have been because of circumstances or job locations. Out of sight out of mind is a natural human phenomenon. If you value friendship as much as you value your life, stay in touch, particularly those who are really your friends.

When you sit and rock in your old rocking chair, & your mind wander into the distant past, take time to think just how many friends you have made over the years, how many are still with you, but more so, how many can you really count them as friends. I wonder!

Sometimes, a friend is but a stranger whom you have not met! You met by chance & by choice you became friends. Good friends endure the test of time & trials. I also remember an old song we used to sing in school:

Make new friends

But keep the old

One is sliver

The other is gold.”

Friendship demands all due care & attention.At all times, we need to apply all the “Rs” in terms of mutual respect. Friends, more than all the things, must be renewed, refreshed, revived, reclaimed,redeemed & restored that they may be treasured & not discarded.

“There is nothing on this earth more to be prized than true friendship.” St Thomas Aquinas

May you always have

Love to Share, Health to Spare and Friends that Care!

Paul Chong

A Chinese by Descent

An Australian by Consent