The Chronicles of a Cell Leader

Was doing my devo this morning and got captured by 2 verses.

Will share 1 here today.

Proverbs 27:6 (New King James Version)

⁶ Faithful are the wounds of a friend,
But the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.

As a cell leader, this is often the dilemma that I face.
When a cell member is found committing a certain sin, I will have no doubt that discipline has to take place for those who does not repent. However, a million questions will arise from my little pastoral heart.

Questions like... Can he bear the weight of the discipline? Will he get into depression? Will he give up and turn away from God after this? Or even is my leadership the right way?
Well, very often, I would find my answer in 1 line - The strong shall remain.

Today, yours truly is very encouraged by Pro 27:6
Thinking about it, Zacchaeus was not being comforted by Jesus when he was convicted of his sin.
Rather, Jesus allowed him to pay back to all those whom he has took from in many folds.
Jesus did not said "Oh, I understand how you feel. As long as you feel sorry, that's enough."
Jesus still wanted Zaccheaus to pay the price for the sins that he committed.

A lot of times we may try to make our friends comfortable when they are convicted. Or we would even shut an eye as a pastoral leader.
But beware, for you might be giving your friends a kiss as an enemy.
Sometimes the holy spirit is working through our friend and things need to be uncomfortable.
So don't ever try to make things comfortable for him and destroy the plans of God in his life.

I always say this to my cell members, even people may hate you, but if you love them, you need to help them change and come out from the ungodly lifestyle.


After all, faithful are the wounds of a friend.

Confession of a daugther.

21 years ago, because of a woman, I was here in this world.
Even before I was born, she stood strong and insisted to my dad that she would not abort me.
Since then, all her life, she spent raising me and my brother.
From the milk powder to the exercise books in school, she spend every single cent of her salary.
Her life was all about us.
Few years later, dad left and it wasn't a peaceful one.
She held on to life, facing all the gossips and humiliation of the people, financial burdens that she has to bare alone, words can never be enough to tell what she has went through.
Every day she sends us to school and goes to work, sometimes 2 jobs.
She tried selling art materials, teaching art classes etc. Or maybe more that I didn't know.
With the little time left, she took care of our meals and everything we needed.
She was the handyman at home. Took care of the lights, clogged drainage, leaking ceiling, everything!
As a woman, she has to go to the car workshop alone. Stay there for hours to wait for the fix cause there's no one there to send her home.
As a mother, she tried her best to cover the role of a father. She brought us for vacations, drove us outstation all alone.
And I know, every night she would cry alone in her bedroom.

She could have re-marry for life to be easier. Find a man who would take care of all of us.
But she didn't. Because she didn't want us to have another complicated family.
Everything was because of us.


I am forever grateful beyond words.
My dream is to give her the best life ever in the coming days.
I love my mother.

Any resemblance? ;)