Articles by

Gabriel Ong

Faith

10,000 reasons for my heart to be grateful

As I read the Bible growing up, I often laughed at how stupid or blind Israel could be, to turn from God even after the many miracles they experienced. I mean, they really experienced miracles!...

Faith

This is me now

My own wretchedness has always been apparent to me. As a result, when God shifted me from doing bad to good, I found myself saying things like: This isn’t me. I am selfish. This isn’t...

Faith

Why is it so hard to have Quiet Time?

Imagine you are doing poorly at a subject in school (Maybe some of you don’t have to work too hard to imagine this.) Maybe you keep failing your exams. You may even be thinking of quitting...

Faith

Here I am, send … him

 “But Moses said, ‘Pardon your servant, Lord. Please send somebody else’.” (Exodus 4:13) Early last year I was jogging along my usual route, to the bridge by the river....

Relationships

Singapore, the place I’ve learnt to call home

What does home mean to you? It’s a question I’ve often asked myself. I was born in Singapore, but my family moved overseas when I was 5, so I spent many of my growing years abroad,...

Faith

Maybe the green pastures aren’t all that green

“The Lord is my Shepherd, I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters” (Psalm 23:1-2) All my life I had envisioned the “green pastures”...

Discipleship

My way or a higher way?

The way we are in bad traffic — or in any trying situation for that matter — reveals a lot about our character.  For instance, here’s some simple advice: if you’re thinking about...

Church Life

Everyone deserves a moment with God: Special needs and the Church

Several years ago, a life group in Hope Church Singapore found itself with four unique cell members – each of whom had special needs. With no experience in caring for people with special needs, a...

Church Life

When the well runs dry

A job hazard for a writer is the fact that I feel like I have to continually draw from the well of my soul. It makes sense as a writer – that’s where you’d think most of the great...