Andrew Koay

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Who’s Really in Control?

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A couple of years back, I was planning a big trip to North America that was centered on hitting some of the continent’s famed hiking trails. I’d bought all the equipment for it—a sturdy backpack, a state-of-the-art tent, and guide books for each hiking trail I was planning on tackling.

When I Didn’t Encounter God During Worship

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What comes to mind when you think about worship? Or more specifically, what do you think of when it comes to singing in church? For me, it used to involve emotional music, closed eyes, and of course, raised hands.

Why I Was Ashamed to Tell People I’m Serving God

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When I was completing my final year of university, my campus pastor sat me down and asked me to consider doing a one-year internship with my campus’ Christian fellowship. I jumped at the chance to spend a year getting paid to serve God.

How to Make the Most of Your Time in University

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It was four years ago now, but I still remember vividly my excitement and anticipation in the weeks leading up to the start of university. Many of my friends and family always looked back on their time there fondly­—some even longed to relive their university days. And it wasn’t hard to imagine why.

Ken and Addy: Sharing Home with Complete Strangers

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Standing outside the four-storied terrace house, it’s easy to get lost in awe. In land-scarce Singapore, it’s huge. It towers over you, its modern concrete exterior—a combination of clean, sleek lines with glass railings and a high varnished wood gate—showing you what luxury looks like.
The Key to Hearing God's Voice

How I Discovered the Key to Hearing God’s Voice

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“God told me to…” All my life as a Christian, I’ve heard people around me use those words. People I looked up to would recount testimonies of how God had dramatically changed the course of their lives through an audible voice.
Boy with his arms wide open looking over a city

The Glory Of My Parents’ Divorce

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There are two memories from my childhood that define my family for me. The first was as a 3-year-old running into a hospital ward with my dad after my mom had given birth to my younger brother