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introduced to Christ when i started school - St Anthony's Convent. we had morning prayers and hymns together with national anthem and school song. we had mass in the chapel and for some of us it was a break away from lessons, a time to rest our eyes, a time to do nothing. for me it was a break and sometimes a short nap. :)

all i remembered was that i could ask for anything from heaven by going through Mother Mary. i believed because everytime i lose something, i'll pray and i'll find it. it was a process that always worked. childlike faith? i guess so. there were no doubts then. i just believed. now that i think back, i didn't pray through Mary, i just asked to be led to where my lost items were and waited for signs. sadly, there was also no deep or sincere gratitude. just a simple "thank you" after that.

this went on all through my school days. however, somewhere along the way, i forgot about the asking for assistance or directions. i made things happen on my own and depended on my own strength.

sometime after seconday school, a friend brought me a to a Christian service...CULTURE SHOCK! where were the books? where was the process? where were the instructions? there was nothing for me to follow! i didn't know when to kneel or when to stand or what to say. however, i enjoyed the service. lost contact with my friend soon after and didn't step into a church after that until some years later for my sister's baptism. started going on and off with my family as shortly after that, my parents and sisters got saved and baptised but not me.

...the story continues in "my journey".