Look at the Cross A Beautiful Testimony in Poem by Sis Nellie Quek
09 Aug
‘Look at the cross’, said the pastor to me
What cross? thought I, there’s none to see
Strangely though I did obey and see
The imaginary cross straight ahead of me
‘Touch His garment’, the pastor then said to me
How? For His appearance I could not see
The woman with the issue of blood came to mind
How she touched his garment was before my eyes
In obedience and as the woman did, so did I
Hand, reaching out to the image before me
Fingers barely touching the hem of His garment
When prostrate I fell, before His holy presence
‘What happened?’ was the question posed to me
I don’t know, no explanation came to mind
Something powerful was at work in me
The aura of His presence I could not deny
‘Come and drink of the wine’
Invited the pastor, cupping his hands
Copying him, my cupped hands then received
And drank of the wine I could not see
The wine I could neither taste nor see
But the effects were plain for all to see
Seated was I, cross legged on the floor
Feeling the wine dribbling down my chin
Forearms busy wiping away at the dribbling chin
I felt the wine was dripping all over me
Oh how the congregants roared with laughter
At 56, it must have been quite a sight to behold
Falling prostrate, being drunk in the spirit
Such was my introduction to CKRM
A year has now passed, my lukewarm life is past
I thank the Lord for CKRM Melaka
Where my true journey with God began
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Pastor’s Footnote: Sis Nellie gathers a vast experience of 35 years in the healthcare industry in both public and private sectors. Even after retirement her expertise is still being sought after as an advisor/lecturer. She has served as the Chief Nursing Officer cum Director in Nursing, Principal & CEO of nursing colleges and was invited to serve Malaysian Society for Quality in Health (MSQH) as surveyor from the year 2000. MSQH is an accreditation body founded by the Ministry of Health.
09 Aug
‘Look at the cross’, said the pastor to me
What cross? thought I, there’s none to see
Strangely though I did obey and see
The imaginary cross straight ahead of me
‘Touch His garment’, the pastor then said to me
How? For His appearance I could not see
The woman with the issue of blood came to mind
How she touched his garment was before my eyes
In obedience and as the woman did, so did I
Hand, reaching out to the image before me
Fingers barely touching the hem of His garment
When prostrate I fell, before His holy presence
‘What happened?’ was the question posed to me
I don’t know, no explanation came to mind
Something powerful was at work in me
The aura of His presence I could not deny
‘Come and drink of the wine’
Invited the pastor, cupping his hands
Copying him, my cupped hands then received
And drank of the wine I could not see
The wine I could neither taste nor see
But the effects were plain for all to see
Seated was I, cross legged on the floor
Feeling the wine dribbling down my chin
Forearms busy wiping away at the dribbling chin
I felt the wine was dripping all over me
Oh how the congregants roared with laughter
At 56, it must have been quite a sight to behold
Falling prostrate, being drunk in the spirit
Such was my introduction to CKRM
A year has now passed, my lukewarm life is past
I thank the Lord for CKRM Melaka
Where my true journey with God began
———————————————————————————————————————————————————--
Pastor’s Footnote: Sis Nellie gathers a vast experience of 35 years in the healthcare industry in both public and private sectors. Even after retirement her expertise is still being sought after as an advisor/lecturer. She has served as the Chief Nursing Officer cum Director in Nursing, Principal & CEO of nursing colleges and was invited to serve Malaysian Society for Quality in Health (MSQH) as surveyor from the year 2000. MSQH is an accreditation body founded by the Ministry of Health.
