After preacing 3 different messages on one Sunday in 1978 I noticed the sentence “Strolled the Tiong Baru Park to-night.” It was a time of Spiritual Revival when the CHURCH is FULL OF THE HOLY SPIRIT. Preaching is so easy and a wonderful joy indeed. Only from expereince we understand the words of the Bible, “And every man went unto his own house. Jesus went unto the mount of Olives (John 7:53 – John 8:1)”
Like a Turbo charged engine of a High perfomace car, long after you have turned off the engine and removed the ignition key — the engine continues to run on by itself for quite some time before it finally dies off. The preacher unable to turn off the lingering anointing must find a place to pray and praise God – speaking to himself in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs. To speak to himself must seem like madness to those around or beside him. Therefore we read “Jesus went unto the mount of Olives”. And that’s why I had got to go to Tiong Baru Park that night. What transpired was too heavenly to described in the diary. Hallelujah!