When I was 10 years old, my mum brought my brother and me to Paya Lebar Methodist Church (PLMC). My fondest memories of my younger days were my loving Sunday School teachers and the youth camps I attended.
After my husband and I started our own family, we moved to another church for several years. After some years, I felt an aching in my heart to return to PLMC. I began to seek the Lord on this but kept the matter to myself at first. Subsequently, our children began to show reluctance to go to church on Sundays and it did not improve despite our efforts to address their concerns. This only intensified my longing to return as I recalled how I was nurtured in my faith growing up in Sunday school. When I shared my desire to move back to PLMC with my husband, he revealed that God had also placed on his heart to “return to family roots”. PLMC was the first church where his grandparents and extended family worshipped at while living in Kovan Road in the mid-1900s. Praise God for aligning our hearts in agreement to return to PLMC!
In 2015, our family of five returned to PLMC after being away for 10 years. Our children also adjusted very well to Silver Boxes, PLMC’s children ministry. While tucking the children into bed one Sunday night shortly after moving back to PLMC, our youngest asked me, “Mummy, when are we going back to church?”
Till today, my heart is so full of thanksgiving. We have returned home.