
This morning I attended a church of a Protestant background. The message was okay but monotanous,uninspiring and was more suited for hardcore criminals, Malaysian politicians and Bankers.In my considered opinion- the sermon content was 20% Scriptures from the Bible,30% personal opinion, 10% experience and the rest of it was plain Protestant Crap.
I tried to pay attention and give my due respects since I was in church, but there was this guy who sat besides me and started dozing off. His head began to lean on my shoulders and as I looked at him, only then I realized that he was a drug addict. I am a superstitious person- was God putting me to the test?Was he an angel in disguise?I was reluctant to push him away. He woke up but then crumpled on my shoulders again. This went on for a few times.When the preaching was over I left during the closing prayer for my teh tarik at the churchs canteen. I went away from church with a silent prayer for him " I pray that somebody will help him." While driving back, it occured to me that all the other people probably went home with the same prayer also- "I hope somebody will help him".