Psalm 34:18 The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
Matthew 5:4 Blessed are those who mourn for they will be comforted.
Revelation 21:4 He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.
Psalm 30:5 Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning
I don't really cope well with grief. I don't know how to comfort those who mourn. I just get numb.
At first when I heard the news, I just sat there in shock, not really knowing what to do, just hoping I heard it wrong from my parents who were rushing to the hospital, or in their hurry they told me wrongly, or that they heard wrongly from the phone. He was only 19, the same age as my brother....
I remember once dreaming that my brother died, and the pain i felt in that dream killed me. I can only imagine that it is only a small bit of what Debbie, Uncle Francis and Auntie Joyce must be feeling.
Afterwards I started to feel guilty. I had the opportunity and the authority as a cell leader, as well as a being friend from growing up together in our parent's cell group, to speak into the life of a 13 year old, the chance to influence him for the better, but now 6 years later, I wish I had done more...
I could say that I was not properly equipped to handle such matters, or that I was already overwhelmed with not only cell responsibilities, but being in Camp Comm, studies and doing Siglap choir stuff. But deep down I know I could have done more.
The only memory I can remember of our interactions were of him coming for service for a few minutes, then going off to downtown east, and me chasing after him to come back to church, or him asking me to borrow my bike...
But now I accept that although this is something that I regret, I must not live in self-condemnation and move on. I must remember even more strongly from now on, that I must be a good steward of the influence God gives me towards others.
I must remember that life is fragile and unpredictable. We may not have as long as we would like, or think we have, to make a difference in the world, to leave a lasting legacy. I must remember that I am responsible and accountable of all the sheep that God places under my care at one point or another. I must not take my leadership or influence for granted.
Lord,
I just commit Uncle Francis, Auntie Joyce and Debbie into your hands. Only you can fully understand what they are going through. I pray that they will not condem themselves as being bad parents or sister, because they have tried their best. I pray that they will not lose faith because of what happen, but instead turn to you for strength. I pray that you will strength them through this period of grieving, that they will able to eventually resolve this deep sense of loss. I pray that you would continue to send your angels to watch over them, and to block off any lies that the devil may try to tell them. I commit them fully into your hands, that you will keep them safe from harm.
In Jesus Name
Amen
Darren Ng Wei Jie
Matthew 5:4 Blessed are those who mourn for they will be comforted.
Revelation 21:4 He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.
Psalm 30:5 Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning
I don't really cope well with grief. I don't know how to comfort those who mourn. I just get numb.
At first when I heard the news, I just sat there in shock, not really knowing what to do, just hoping I heard it wrong from my parents who were rushing to the hospital, or in their hurry they told me wrongly, or that they heard wrongly from the phone. He was only 19, the same age as my brother....
I remember once dreaming that my brother died, and the pain i felt in that dream killed me. I can only imagine that it is only a small bit of what Debbie, Uncle Francis and Auntie Joyce must be feeling.
Afterwards I started to feel guilty. I had the opportunity and the authority as a cell leader, as well as a being friend from growing up together in our parent's cell group, to speak into the life of a 13 year old, the chance to influence him for the better, but now 6 years later, I wish I had done more...
I could say that I was not properly equipped to handle such matters, or that I was already overwhelmed with not only cell responsibilities, but being in Camp Comm, studies and doing Siglap choir stuff. But deep down I know I could have done more.
The only memory I can remember of our interactions were of him coming for service for a few minutes, then going off to downtown east, and me chasing after him to come back to church, or him asking me to borrow my bike...
But now I accept that although this is something that I regret, I must not live in self-condemnation and move on. I must remember even more strongly from now on, that I must be a good steward of the influence God gives me towards others.
I must remember that life is fragile and unpredictable. We may not have as long as we would like, or think we have, to make a difference in the world, to leave a lasting legacy. I must remember that I am responsible and accountable of all the sheep that God places under my care at one point or another. I must not take my leadership or influence for granted.
Lord,
I just commit Uncle Francis, Auntie Joyce and Debbie into your hands. Only you can fully understand what they are going through. I pray that they will not condem themselves as being bad parents or sister, because they have tried their best. I pray that they will not lose faith because of what happen, but instead turn to you for strength. I pray that you will strength them through this period of grieving, that they will able to eventually resolve this deep sense of loss. I pray that you would continue to send your angels to watch over them, and to block off any lies that the devil may try to tell them. I commit them fully into your hands, that you will keep them safe from harm.
In Jesus Name
Amen
Darren Ng Wei Jie
10 August 1991 - 30 October 2010
Rosyth School, Loyang Secondary & Republic Polytechnic
Rest in Peace
The wake service is on Tuesday, 2nd November at Tampines St 84, Block 875
To friends that are worried for me, thank you all for your concern, but I am ok. I just need time alone. Thanks
The wake service is on Tuesday, 2nd November at Tampines St 84, Block 875
To friends that are worried for me, thank you all for your concern, but I am ok. I just need time alone. Thanks
