Born into a Christian family and dedicated to the Lord at birth, I was given the name Chen Xing (晨星), which meant “the Bright Morning Star”. Being named after our Lord and Saviour left a great impact on my life. And since a very young age, I knew I was different.
Predestined to be God’s beloved, I’ve encountered many things in life that I couldn’t make sense of. From surviving a waterspout encounter while windsurfing to touching live wire without being killed. From having an educational background that sets me apart from my peers to surviving a motorcycle crash at over 100 kilometres per hour with only a broken nail. God had saved me, countless times, both spiritually, and physically.
Time after time, God personally reached down from heaven to save me from my calamities. But being lost in my human nature, I was unable to recognise God. I was shattered in my sins, but God never failed to heal.
I have done many foolish things in life. Many times, these things were done wilfully. Even though God spoke to me through His still small voice, I rejected His calling and went my own way. I fell, I hurt myself, and I hurt others. Guilt overwhelms my heart. They still do, actually. And in fact, I am currently suffering the lasting consequences of my own sins. But God is above all of these. Though I was in sin, God never left me. Though I am suffering the consequences of my wrongdoings, He walks me out of it. He refreshes my soul and reinstated me.
When I was younger, my dream was to be a cosmologist. I wanted to explain the origins of the universe and unravel the hidden mysteries of the universe. I dreamt of designing and flying my own spacecraft and explore new worlds myself. But as I was charting my education and my pathway towards this career, God stopped me and put me through the test of my lifetime.
Back in 2009, I was in my year 1 in Junior College. I worked very hard to fulfil my academic requirements. My long hours in school and my many nights without sleep caused my parents to worry. People who loved me thought I was suicidal and called the police. I was put into jail and given a solitary white-cell for a few days. Then, I was transferred to a psychiatric ward in the Institute of Mental Health. There, I was treated alongside schizophrenic and bipolar patients.
Having all my limbs chained like an inmate on death row, I experienced what Paul meant by, “the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4:7, ESV). My heart and my mind were at peace in the Lord. There was no anger within me. But it all changed when I had to make a decision, “drop out of school or continue the treatment”. I knew this was from God, but I couldn’t make sense of it.
Looking back these 10 years, I understood why God did what He did. If I’ve pursued my dream career, I would’ve been successful. But I would have experienced something far worse than this. I would have killed the opportunity to do what’s most important in life — to have interpersonal relationships and to tell others about the manifold wisdom of Christ.
Now, I’m a cosmologist for the Lord, constantly reflecting on the creation and the concept of heaven through the lenses of science, humanities, and the arts. I look up at the night skies and I thought about the detail that goes into every speck of dust in creation. I believe that the Bible is the centre of all Truths and that verified scientific discoveries can go hand-in-hand with Biblical teachings. I believe that there is nothing in the universe that cannot be explained by the Bible and it is of great importance that we as human beings understand the origin of life.
For this, I will keep researching. I will keep writing. And I will keep proclaiming the mysteries of God to the world around me.
Over the past years, I’ve kept a brief record of the journeys I’ve travelled and the work God had done through me.
They can be found in the two blogs below: