Influenced by the surrounding environment and various knowledge I learned since my childhood, I had a growing conviction within: We should believe in science. Our fate is in our own hands, and we can create a beautiful homeland with our own hard work. Thus, I was full of fantasies for my future and had many ideals: to be the strong and capable, to stand out above others, to make much money, and to live a high quality life. While imagining a bright future, I was striving hard for it.

After I graduated from college, as my major was in high social demand, I found a high-income job easilywhich others were all envious of. I thought that as long as I kept working hard, I would realize my wishes soon: Create a beautiful homeland with my own hard work and get the happiness I have longed for. However, something unexpected happened. I, who had always been perfectly healthy since my childhood, was diagnosed with cancer in my thirties, a Stage 3 cancer. The grevious news put me into a darkened life. Within two months, I lost ten kilos and became a lot thinner and weaker. In popular belief, people with the same disease as mine are approaching the end of their life, and such things as happiness, ideal, and future have nothing to do with them. My latter life would be all about lying in the sickbed, receiving the treatment of the doctors like operation, radiotherapy, and chemotherapy, and fighting against the disease until my death. What happiness would I have? Only then did I, who was tough and aggressive in others’ eyes, admit my defeat and feel I was so weak and helpless. Meanwhile, I sighed at heart: Though I always desired to be the strong, fate shattered my dream time after time.

Before I graduated from college, my father had fallen ill. Several years later, my mother suffered from a brain hemorrhage. My parents’ expensive medical expenses left me heavily-indebted. In order to cure them, I reluctantly changed myself from believing in science to believing in superstition, to believing in Buddhism, and then to believing in God. Despite my years of efforts, my father still passed away. And then, one more misfortune came upon me. But fortunately, the brothers and sisters in the Church of Almighty God continuously sustained me and helped me go through the hardest time. They read Almighty God’s words for me: “Almighty God is an almighty doctor! Living in illness, you are ill. Living in spirit, you will be fine. As long as you have one breath left, God will not let you die. … God’s word is a sovereign remedy! Shame the devils and Satan! Touch God’s word and we will have support. God’s word results quickly in redeeming the heart! Nothing will go wrong and everything will go peaceful.” (from The Word Appears in the Flesh) Thanks to the faith and strength God’s words gave to me, I was miraculously healed of the disease. More unexpectedly, I had a transnational marriage and went abroad in my forties, and I have been living overseas till today. Now, so many years later, my weight has returned to normal and no one can see that I was a patient from external appearance if I don’t tell them plainly. At this moment, I couldn’t help but marvel at what Almighty God says, “Where you will go every day, what you will do, who or what you will encounter, what you will say, what will happen to you—can any of this be predicted? People cannot foresee all these occurrences, much less control how they develop. In life, these unforeseeable events happen all the time, and they are an everyday occurrence. These ‘daily vicissitudes’ and the ways they unfold, or the patterns by which they play out, are constant reminders to humanity that nothing happens at random, that these things’ ramifications, and their inevitability, cannot be shifted by human will. Every happening conveys an admonition from the Creator to mankind, and it also sends the message that human beings cannot control their own fates; at the same time every event is a rebuttal to humanity’s wild, futile ambition and desire to take its fate into its own hands. They are like powerful slaps about humanity’s ears one after another, forcing people to reconsider who, in the end, governs and controls their fate. And as their ambitions and desires are repeatedly thwarted and shattered, humans naturally arrive at an unconscious acceptance of what fate has in store, an acceptance of reality, of the will of Heaven and the Creator’s sovereignty.” (from Continuation of The Word Appears in the Flesh)

In a flash, I’m in my middle age now. Looking back at all the things I experienced during these decades, I find that many of them didn’t go my way or as I wished. More often, they happened to me out of my expectation, making me feel helpless and thwarted. However, when I was totally hopeless, fate brought me some pleasant surprises. I have to think about the question as to who is exactly the Ruler of fate. From the family I was born into, the conditions under which I came of age, and my growing up, my independence, my marriage, and every stage in my life, none of them can be predicted and controlled by man. I can’t even control my mood every day. In these years, I change from originally believing that my fate was in my own hands, to accepting Almighty God’s word, then to experiencing Almighty God’s work. Although I only have a superficial knowledge of God’s arrangement and sovereignty, I’m gradually certain of this fact: Man’s life and fate are not in his own control. All these change, renew, and disappear under the Creator’s sovereignty and arrangement. As Almighty God says, “From these ‘daily vicissitudes’ to the fates of entire human lives, there is nothing that does not reveal the Creator’s plans and His sovereignty; there is nothing that does not send the message that ‘the Creator’s authority cannot be exceeded,’ that does not convey the eternal truth that ‘the Creator’s authority is supreme.’” (from Continuation of The Word Appears in the Flesh)



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