Dr Andrew C S Koh Podcast

English Sermon by Dr Andrew C S Koh, translated to Cantonese by Elder Lai Kheong Kong, at St Andrews Presbyterian Church, Pengkakan. Ipoh, Perak. Malaysis on 18/2/2024.

Disneyland Visit

The mere mention of Disneyland is enough to evoke feelings of nostalgia, excitement, and a touch of enchantment. When I visited Disneyland in Los Angeles, it felt like I was in a magical place where fairy tales and dreams come true.

Disneyland is located in Anaheim, California. Age doesn't matter there and happiness is limitless. I entered through the magnificent entrance that welcomed me with the magical phrase, "You are now leaving today and entering a world filled with nostalgia, mystery, and dreams." Little did I know how true these words would ring throughout my day.

The sight of Cinderella's Castle looming majestically against the blue sky was an awe-inspiring start to my adventure. This magical kingdom is full of vibrant energy in every corner, like Main Street, U.S.A., Adventureland, Frontierland, and Tomorrowland. Each land offers a unique ambiance, promising a multitude of experiences for every visitor.

My first stop was Adventure land, where the thrilling pulse of adventure beckoned. I enjoyed riding the iconic Jungle Cruise, where I went on a boat ride through exotic rivers. Along the way, I saw lifelike animatronic wildlife and listened to funny skippers sharing entertaining stories. It was a hilarious experience. I felt like a daring archaeologist while experiencing the thrilling Indiana Jones Adventure.

As I ventured further, Fantasyland enveloped me in a world straight out of storybooks. The "It's a Small World" ride was a symphony of colors and cultures, reminding me of the beauty in diversity. The enchanting carousel with its prancing horses and the whimsical Mad Tea Party ride added a touch of classic charm.

But the pinnacle of magic awaited me at the doorstep of Sleeping Beauty Castle. Stepping inside, I was transported to a world of princesses and fairy godmothers. Meeting Disney characters was like seeing childhood friends, and the parades filled me with joy.

Tomorrowland was full of innovation and futurism. I had an exciting space journey on Space Mountain and an intergalactic adventure with Star Wars characters on Star Tours.

No visit to Disneyland is complete without savoring the culinary delights that abound. Delicious Mickey-shaped snacks and tasty treats from New Orleans Square enhanced the whole experience.

As the day drew to a close and the sun dipped behind the horizon, I found myself reluctant to bid farewell to this kingdom of dreams. Disneyland is a magical place that combines nostalgia and innovation. Every moment feels like a special memory being created.

I left the park with souvenirs and photos, but also with a heart full of Disney magic. I will always remember the special moments I had at Disneyland. It is a place where dreams really come true.

Disneyland is more than just a theme park. It is a place where imagination is king and the magic of childhood is always treasured. I will always remember my visit to this enchanting kingdom as a way to remind myself of the magic inside me, until I come back.

Sermon by Dr Andrew C S Koh on 17/12/2023, 3rd Sunday of Advent, at St Andrews Presbyterian Church, Pengkalan, Ipoh. Translated to Cantonese by Rosemarie Wong.

Sermon in English by Dr. Andrew C S Koh on 3/12/2023, the first week of Advent, translated to Cantonese by pastor C Y Chan

A Visit to the Sound of Music Studio in Salzburg

I entered Salzburg's Sound of Music studio surrounded by cobblestone streets and snow-capped mountains. The air was filled with echoing melodies from the legendary studio.

The walls echoed with tales of Maria von Trapp and her children, their voices still echoing through its hallowed halls. I followed in their footsteps as Maria led them back home - feeling their laughter imprinted onto its very fabric.

Sunlight streamed through the windows, casting its golden light upon vintage instruments that graced the room. The piano and violin, symbols of old music, remained as witnesses of what happened here.

I explored every room dedicated to the film's legacy, while listening to the melodies of "Do-Re-Mi" and "Edelweiss." The curtains gently moved in the breeze, reminding the studio's inhabitants of memories that they will never forget.

Melodies surrounded me when I closed my eyes, taking me back to the romantic era of the von Trapp family. The sounds in the air made me feel a strong connection to music's charm and Salzburg's musical legacy.

Leaving Salzburg's Sound of Music studio, I took more than just pictures and souvenirs. I have a lasting memory that will always stay with me. I had an unforgettable experience at Salzburg's studio, filled with history, melodies, and the timeless magic of music that will stay with me forever.

I felt grateful as I thought about my visit. The story of the von Trapp family and the power of music had touched me deeply. I realized that Salzburg had deeply impacted me. I promised to keep its music with me, no matter where I go. Long after I left Salzburg, the music of Salzburg continued to haunt my thoughts.

Every day, I felt like there was a secret melody in the air that reminded me of the famous studio. The air whispered "My Favorite Things" and hummed calming tunes from "Climb Every Mountain".

The von Trapp family's story inspired my musical journey through Salzburg. I explored famous places like Mirabell Gardens and Hohensalzburg Fortress, learning about the city's history.

I found comfort in music's familiar notes as they became a soundtrack to my everyday life over the years. These pieces became the backdrop for both mundane and extraordinary moments that reminded me of its universal language: music.

Salzburg's musical history goes beyond tourism. The story honors the von Trapp family, the city, and the enduring impact of music on uniting and motivating people across generations.

Sermon from Matthew 14:13-21. Preached on 17/11/23 in St Andrews Presbyterian Church Pengkalan Ipoh. Translated to cantonese by Mary Chan.

The Seeker’s Savation. Sermon on Luke 19:1-10, by Dr. Andrew C S koh, interpreted to cantonese by Pastor Peter Ku. St. Andrews Prysbyterian Church, Pengkalan Ipoh, Malaysia, 5th November 2023.

Petra, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, located in Jordan, is an impressive architectural wonder that showcases the long-lasting legacy of an ancient civilization. Visiting Petra was an adventure through time, exploring history, and connecting with a forgotten past.

Upon reaching the narrow entrance of the ancient city, I was instantly captivated by the impressive beauty of the rose-red rock walls that protected Petra's hidden treasures. It was like entering a portal to a world lost in time. The entrance to Petra is called the Siq. This is a winding canyon flanked by cliffs that soared to the heavens. Instead of walking the distance, I took a donkey ride from the Sig.

The Siq was a pathway that had borne witness to countless traders, travelers, and caravans over the centuries. For a moment, I felt like a character in a story, walking the same path as the ancients.

And then, as the Siq made its final turn, Petra's showpiece was unveiled before my eyes—the Treasury. The sun reflected this magnificent façade with an otherworldly glow. This huge, imposing building was carved out of rocks with bare hands! Truly a wonder of the ancient world. The intricate carvings and columned entrance left me in awe.

From the Treasury, I wandered deeper into the city, discovering the sprawling tombs, temples, and monuments. The Royal Tombs, hewn from the rose-red cliffs, stood as silent reminders of Petra's past glory. The Amphitheater, where gatherings and performances once echoed, lay nestled amidst the rocky amphitheater.
I ventured to the Monastery, the largest of Petra's monuments. The view of Petra was stunning—a wide landscape of majestic rocks.

Each corner of Petra held stories of its builders, the Nabateans, traders who visited, and the passage of time. The place seemed almost surreal, as if I had stepped into the very heart of an Indiana Jones movie.

Petra wasn't just a place with stones and history, but also a symbol of human creativity, strength, and the skill of carving natural rock. Walking through its streets, I felt a deep connection with the past, as if I was an honored guest in the world's most exquisite open-air museum.

My visit to Petra was a humbling and spiritual journey through time. I was deeply impressed by the ancient city and the way it showed the lasting impact of human accomplishments. Petra will forever be etched in my memory as an enchanting tale of stone and sand, history, and wonder.

Petra is an incredible place to visit. It feels like traveling through time, with old stone walls and hidden secrets from a forgotten civilization. If you ever find yourself in Jordan, make sure Petra is on your must-visit list. It's an experience that will linger in your memory long after you've left the rose-red city.

Mid-Autumn Festival

The Mid-Autumn Festival, known as the Moon Cake Festival, is a cherished holiday celebrated in many Asian countries. It falls on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, usually in September or October. This festival symbolizes unity, gratitude, and the beauty of family bonds. While it may bring to mind images of bright lanterns, delectable moon cakes, and the full moon, at its core, it's about sharing moments with loved ones.

The Mid-Autumn Festival reminds us of the value of family and being together, especially in a busy and distant world. People make an extra effort to come together on this day, whether they're going back to their hometowns or just gathering for a meal.

In China, where the festival has deep cultural roots, children and grandchildren often visit their parents and grandparents. This tradition beautifully showcases the concept of filial piety, where respect and care for one's elders are paramount. During this time, generations bond over stories, share laughter, and savor delicious moon cakes.

No Mid-Autumn Festival is complete without moon cakes, sweet round pastries with intricate designs on their crusts. The moon cake's round shape symbolizes completeness and unity, while the intricate patterns often carry deep meanings.

Moon cakes come in various flavors, from traditional lotus seed paste with salted egg yolk to other variations. The richness of these treats is often balanced by the lighter taste of tea, creating a perfect harmony of flavors.

The festival wouldn't be complete without the whimsical sight of colorful lanterns illuminating the night. Children, in particular, revel in the opportunity to carry lanterns of all shapes and sizes. The lanterns symbolize hope, as they are released into the night sky with the belief that they will bring good fortune.

The festival also has a rich mythology tied to it. A famous tale tells of Chang'e, a beautiful woman who drank the elixir of immortality. She then ascended to the moon and became the Moon Goddess. Her tale, as well as that of the Jade Rabbit who resides on the moon, adds an element of wonder and enchantment to the celebration.

In essence, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of appreciating life's simple pleasures and acknowledging the importance of family. In our busy lives, we should remember that some of the best moments happen when we spend time with loved ones on regular days.

As we gaze at the full moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's not forget the beauty of an ordinary day filled with love, laughter, and shared stories. Just like the soft glow of the moon in the night sky, the bonds we strengthen during this special time can brighten our lives all year. So, whether you're enjoying moon cakes, lighting lanterns, or simply sharing a meal, may your Mid-Autumn Festival be an extraordinary celebration of life's ordinary joys.

A sermon taken from John 21:15-19. English with translation to Cantonese

Small Stone, Giant Faith

A story from 1 Samuel 17

When I was a young shepherd boy named David, I used to find solace in the peaceful hills of Bethlehem while taking care of my father's flock. The days were simple and routine. Little did I know that something extraordinary was waiting for me.

One day, news quickly spread throughout the village like wildfire. The Philistine army, led by the imposing Goliath, posed a great threat to our land. Fear consumed my countrymen as they trembled in the presence of this towering adversary.

A fire ignited within me as soon as I heard the challenge issued by Goliath. Despite being young and inexperienced in battle, courage welled up inside me, urging me to confront Goliath head on. My unwavering faith in God fueled my determination because I believed He would guide me through it all.

I bravely approached King Saul with a determined heart and willingly offered to confront the giant. Although skeptical of my chances against Goliath, eventually the king agreed and provided me with his own armor and weapons. However, I found them cumbersome. I knew that relying on what I knew best—a sling and a few smooth stones from the brook—was my path forward.
I couldn't face Goliath. I could feel his scornful gaze upon me. However, undeterred, I declared my purpose; to represent the Lord of Hosts, the God of Israel. As I took each step, I felt a comforting presence by my side. A reminder that I was not alone.

As we prepared for our clash, Goliath couldn't help but burst into laughter, mocking me. His imposing stature and impenetrable armor seemed unbeatable. Yet deep within me, I held firm in the knowledge that my strength emanated from the Lord. With a prayer on my lips, and a stone in my sling, I released an unyielding shot aimed at the giant.

The stone struck its intended target with precision, Goliath's forehead. The Philistine army stood in disbelief as their formidable champion stumbled and crashed to the ground with an earth shaking thud. A stunned silence ensued momentarily until it was shattered by cheers erupting from my compatriots.

In that instant, the tide of battle shifted dramatically in our favor. Inspired by Goliath's downfall, the Israelite forces rallied together and routed the Philistines from our lands. News of this triumph spread throughout our nation with my name becoming synonymous with victory.

Upon reflection, I realize that I didn't defeat Goliath by my own strength or skill, but rather through the immense power of God. He chose a shepherd boy like me to show that having faith, courage, and trust in Him can help us conquer even the most challenging situations.

From that day on people started calling me the boy who defeated Goliath. However, I knew that it wasn't about my own abilities. It was an example of how great God is using unlikely individuals to fulfill His divine purpose.

As I journey through life I always remember the lessons I learned from that significant day. The significance of faith, the importance of humility and the belief that when we stand up for what is right we can overcome any obstacle.

John 21:15-19

So there we were, gathered around the fire on the shore. The crackling of the flames filled the air, and the aroma of the fish we were cooking hung in the breeze. It was a morning just like any other, after the resurrection of our Lord.

The Lord had come to us once again, and we knew it was Him, though it felt almost surreal. He asked us to bring some of the fish we caught. We sat there, sharing stories and laughing. I felt a mix of emotions - joy, wonder, and a twinge of guilt for denying Him during His crucifixion.

As we finished eating, the Lord turned to me with that knowing smile of His, and He asked, "Simon, son of John, do you love me more than these?"

It hit me like a tidal wave. Those words echoed in my mind, a painful reminder of my threefold denial on that fateful night. I took a deep breath and replied, "Yes, Lord, you know that I love you."

He looked at me with a gentle gaze, almost seeing into my soul, and He said, "Feed my lambs."

I felt a surge of purpose, a sense of redemption. The Lord was entrusting me with His flock, with His people. It was both an honor and a weighty responsibility.

But then, He asked again, "Simon, son of John, do you love me?"

Again, those words pierced through me. I felt my heart aching as I thought of how I had failed Him. With a heavy yet determined voice, I replied, "Yes, Lord, you know that I love you."

And He said, "Tend my sheep."

I realized that He was giving me a chance to reaffirm my love, to make amends for my denials. And then, for the third time, He asked, "Simon, son of John, do you love me?"

My heart was raw, my emotions were laid bare. I couldn't deny the truth any longer. "Lord, you know everything; you know that I love you."

He nodded, a mixture of compassion and affirmation in His eyes, and He said, "Feed my sheep."

As I looked into His eyes, I understood the significance of those three questions. My feelings were not only about my love for Him, but also about my devotion to His mission, my role in leading and supporting His followers, and helping their faith grow.

The Lord went on to speak about my future, and the challenges that lay ahead. And at that moment, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. I was forgiven, restored, and entrusted with a divine calling. From that day on, I knew that my denial was not the end of my story – it was a stepping stone to a greater journey of faith, love, and service.

Threads of Connection: A Chance Encounter and a Life Remembered

Some time ago, an unexpected moment of joy emerged in my life. One day, a gentleman showed up at my doorstep. He was wearing a perfect pilot uniform, which made it clear that he was an airplane captain. His smile was warm, and his eyes held an instantaneous spark of recognition, even though I couldn't place him.

As we exchanged pleasantries and caught up, the mystery of our connection began to fade away. He shared a memorable story that connected all parts of his life. When he was young, he got sick and had to struggle for breath and survival against an invisible enemy. He spent all his time in the hospital, not knowing what each day would bring.

At one point in his struggle, he mentioned my name. This caught me by surprise; my memory searched desperately for any vestige that could explain his gratitude. During difficult days, I helped him, offered encouragement, and did something kind that made a difference. My presence gave him comfort and hope in that uncertain moment.

Listening to his account was truly inspirational; fate had connected our lives in ways neither one of us could have predicted. Now a young man who once struggled for breath was flying planes around the globe as proof of his resilience.

As our conversation continued, I thought about the unexpected ways our actions can touch others' lives. A small act of kindness or gesture of support can have a lasting impact. This encounter reminded me that all humans are interconnected, and even small actions can create positive change.

At the end of his visit, that gentleman gave me a renewed sense of purpose. The choices and compassion we show have lasting effects on others. Our lives are intertwined with others' and create shared experiences and cherished memories.

Touching the hem of God

In the streets of Capernaum, I carried the burden of a name that had haunted me for a dozen years—the woman, with the issue of blood. My illness had left me weak. Without means, and hope always seemed out of reach. However, deep inside my heart, a flicker of faith persisted, leading me to the day that would forever change my life.
One morning, I heard whispers about a miracle healer called Jesus. Tales of His compassion and power to heal ignited a glimmer of hope within me. Somehow I knew in my soul that He held the key to free me from my affliction. Emboldened by faith and hope, I embarked on a journey to find Him and witness His power.
I pressed forward, inching my way through the immense crowd. I felt uncertain about how to reach Him in my state. Nevertheless, my yearning for healing overcame any doubts I had, compelling me to move on. As I drew nearer to Him, excitement mingled with apprehension in my heart.
I gazed upon the light emanating from Jesus, fully aware that this was the moment of my redemption. A simple touch on the hem of His robe, hold the promise of healing. With determination, I pushed my way through the crowd, feeling a surge of faith, with each step. The unwavering assurance of His power filled me with a sense of serenity. I knew I was on the brink of a breakthrough.
Then it happened. Just as Jesus passed by, I reached out my hand, and touched the hem of His robe. A tremendous surged of energy flowed from my head to my toes like an electric shock. It was as if a river of healing flowed from Him into me.
In the blink of an eye, years of suffering vanished into thin air. All of a sudden, the constant flow of blood stopped. The pain and weakness that had plagued me for so long were completely gone.
As I stood there in awe, Jesus, looked around and asked, "Who touched me?" His disciples were shocked because everyone was touching Him. He persisted in his search for the person whose faith had summoned forth His healing power.
With fear and trembling, I stepped forward to reveal myself as the one who had touched Him. Then, with sincerity, I shared my testimony in front of the crowd. Jesus looked at me with compassion and spoke softly, "Your faith has healed you. May you find peace in your journey." Tears of happiness rolled down my face. From that moment, my life took on a new meaning. I became a living testament to the power of God.
After this divine encounter, I felt forever grateful and loved because my Savior not only healed me but also gave me a new beginning. I am no longer defined by my past struggles. I am someone forever connected to Jesus Christ.

This story is taken from Mark 5:25-34, Luke 8:43-48. and Matthew 9: 20-22.

The Miracle Lunch Box- a short story by Dr. Andrew c S Koh

On a day, near the Sea of Galilee, I decided to offer my lunch, consisting of five barley loaves and two fish to Jesus. Little did I anticipate that this simple gesture would transform into a feast for thousands of people.

As the crowd gathered around Jesus, eager to hear His teachings, I searched for a spot where I could listen attentively. Despite my hunger, I knew that my meager lunch wouldn't suffice for such a number of people. Jesus started to speak. His words captivated us all for hours on end.

As the sun started its descent, hunger began to gnaw at the crowd. Jesus turned to His disciples and inquired about acquiring food for everyone. Philip expressed doubts about the feasibility of feeding such a multitude. It was then that Andrew noticed my lunch box and led me towards Jesus.

With anticipation, I presented Him with my offering. Jesus offered up a prayer to His Father, blessed the food before Him, broke it into pieces and started distributing it among the crowd. To my amazement, those five loaves and two fish multiplied miraculously, continuously satisfying everyone's hunger. Enough, there were even leftovers!

This miracle extended beyond satiating their physical appetite; it touched their hearts deeply and provided them with spiritual nourishment as well. From that day I dedicated myself wholeheartedly as a follower of Jesus Christ. Spreading His teachings with unwavering enthusiasm.

Word quickly spread about the event, attracting people from near and far who were eager to witness the power of Jesus. I eagerly shared my account, emphasizing the profound truth that even the smallest offering can hold immense significance in the hands of the Almighty.

The miraculous occurrence, with the lunch box served as a reminder of God's unwavering provision and boundless love. Every time I encounter bread or fish it instantly brings back memories of that day by the Sea of Galilee.

As time went on I was fortunate enough to witness an array of miracles performed by Jesus, – healing, feeding, and even raising the dead. However, among all these awe-inspiring events there was something about the miracle involving that humble lunch box. It reminded me to offer everything I have to Jesus, no matter how small, and trust that He can use it in amazing ways.

Reflecting upon that day fills my heart with gratitude for having been a partaker, in such a divine moment. My simple meal transformed into a testament to God's provision and unending love. Now countless individuals are inspired by this memory – it continues to ignite faith and instill hope within their hearts.

A tale of love and friendship

The Pandemic

Silent streets and empty skies,
A world brought down to its demise,
A virus spread from land to land,
Holding all of us in its tight command.

Shops closed down, people in despair,
The pandemic sweeping everywhere,
Doctors and scientists in the fray,
Working tirelessly day by day.

Families torn apart, loved ones lost,
The pandemic came with a massive cost,
We kept our distance, stayed away,
Hoping and praying for a brighter day.

Yet through the darkness, hope did shine,
People came together, fighting the fight,
Soldiers on the front lines took up the chase,
And we emerged stronger in the aftermath of this race.

The feast of Tabernacle

Prayer

Heavenly Father, we pray for soft, responsive, and receptive hearts to hear You speak to us. We pray for the transformation of our hearts and minds, in Jesus’ name, Amen.

Setting

Jesus left Judea and came to Galilee because the Jewish religious rulers were plotting to harm Him. The Israelites were celebrating the feast of Tabernacles for 8 days. This feast commemorates the 40 years of wilderness wandering. The highlight of the feast was the water ceremony on the last day.

John 7: 37- 39

Now on the last and greatest day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out, “If anyone is thirsty, let him come to me and drink! He who believes in me, as the Scripture has said, from within him will flow rivers of living water.” But he said this about the Spirit, which those believing in him were to receive. For the Holy Spirit was not yet given, because Jesus wasn’t yet glorified.

Reflection

The priest performed the water ceremony on the last day of the feast of Tabernacle. The priest will take water from the pool of Siloam with a golden pitcher, walk around the altar 7 times, and pour the water on the altar. Just when the priest was pouring out the water, Jesus declared in a loud voice, “Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink. Who ever believes in me, as Scripture has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them.” The Holy Spirit is symbolically represented by living water. Jesus is symbolized by the rock. The water ceremony was a profound way to remember the story in Exodus 17:6. "Behold, I will stand before you there on the rock in Horeb, and you shall strike the rock, and water will come out of it, that the people may drink. And Moses did so in the sight of the elders of Israel."

Application

The promise of salvation is a universal promise. If you come to Jesus and receive Him as your Lord and Saviour, you will be saved, and the Holy Spirit will enter into you. To be saved, one must accept Jesus' invitation with a positive response and believe in Him. The joy of the Holy Spirit will overflow from within you to others.

Matthew 11:28, "Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."

Prayer

Dear God, we believe that Jesus of Nazareth is the Messiah and the Holy One of Israel. Thank You for salvation, justification, sanctification and eternal life. Thank You for mercy and grace, in Jesus name, we pray. Amen.

Devotion

Wise and foolish people

Matthew chapter 7, verses 24 to 29

Everyone therefore who hears these words of mine and does them, I will liken him to a wise man who built his house on a rock. The rain came down, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it didn’t fall, for it was founded on the rock. Everyone who hears these words of mine and doesn’t do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand. The rain came down, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it fell—and its fall was great. When Jesus had finished saying these things, the multitudes were astonished at his teaching, for he taught them with authority, and not like the scribes.

Reflection

There are two kinds of people and two types of houses. Wise people who build their houses with Jesus as the foundation will be able to withstand the onslaught of trials and persecution. Foolish people who build their houses with sand as the foundation will be washed away by the floods, storms, and natural disasters of life. When the multitude heard these sayings, they were amazed because Jesus taught with authority, unlike the Pharisees and scribes.

Application

Praying is asking, seeking, and knocking on God. The Greek verbs, ask, seek, and knock are in the present, active, and imperative tense. This is a continuous action i.e. go on asking, go on seeking, and go on knocking. Prayer involves persistence, perseverance, and determination.

We must avoid hypocritical, judgmental, and self-righteous attitudes. We must be able to spot and discern false teachers by inspecting their fruits. Do they have the fruit of the Holy Spirit, love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control?

We must build the foundation of our faith in Christ the solid rock through faith and obedience.

As the Second Person of the Trinity, Jesus taught with the authority of the Godhead. Jesus is the Word of God, who became flesh and lived with us. He is the Son of God and Son of Man, fully divine and fully human.

Prayer:

Heavenly Father, thank You for teaching us on judging, spiritual discernment, relationship, and wisdom. Help us to build our faith with Jesus as our foundation to withstand the storms of life. Help us to be prayer warriors who will ask, seek, and knock with persistence, perseverance, determination and faith, in Jesus’ name, Amen.

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