Timothy Huang's Testimony

I am as abnormal as any other church kid you will find. I was born in Foochow, China. My mother, a Christian, was married into an agnostic household, and bore me late in 1981. I grew up Christianity-ignorant until I came to the states in march of 1991 when I first started attending a church of which my mom was a member. I developed quite a dislike for church partly because it cut into my Sunday morning cartoons, but mostly I felt like the black sheep of the group. So, I went to church off and on.

Aunt Mary came to Los Angeles in 1993 to receive treatment for her breast cancer, and was staying with us. She was a dear lady who loved the Lord. She read her Bible all the time, sung hymns in our backyard garden, prayed often. She was relentless in sharing the gospel with me. She wasn't worried that the cancer was eating her up, that chemo was painful, that she's going to die soon, that she may never see her two daughters again, but she made us her family and in everything, in thanksgiving, she petitioned the Lord. And the peace of God guarded her heart and mind during the treatments. I saw that peace and love in her, and it was beautiful. Aunt Mary passed away May 15, 1994. And I professed my love for Jesus later that year; my two birthdays being six days apart. Though I cannot pinpoint the date of my salvation, I am confident that He who began a good in me is perfecting it still until the day of Christ's return.

"Let no one look down on your youthfulness, but rather in speech, conduct, love, faith and purity, show yourself an example of those who believe." I Timothy 4:12

--Timothy Huang