It’s Valentine’s day on Tuesday. But more significantly, 7 Feb 1995 marks the start of my relationship with Sarah. So last week marked almost 11 years of us being together.
I met Sarah when we were in Anglo-Chinese Junior College. We were both part of the band; she played the trumpet, while I played the euphonium. Looking back, I "went steady" with her under circumstances which only God could have ordained.
Let me explain. The whole incident involved me becoming angry over being denied the opportunity to go back with her on our daily commute back from school, because she didn’t want her friend to get the wrong idea about us. I was angry because I liked her and was looking forward to taking the long MRT ride back with her
. But providence has it that somehow, I bumped into her at the MRT station and we did take the train back together. In walking her to her place, I showed my frustration. (Sarah will tell you that I slammed my file into a pillar, but I don’t remember that.). At this point of time, Sarah suspected something. So we stopped at a busstop near her house, and she asked me whether I had anything to tell her. I was a novice in relationships that time so I was contemplating whether this was moving all too fast. This took quite a while. (5 buses passed as we were just sitting there). Finally, I told her I liked her. She said she liked me too but asked if I was a Christian. I said I believed in God, but I need more time to explore (Looking back, I probably believed in God, but didn’t know about Christ, but that’s a seperate story.) There and then, we became a couple. Shortly a week after, I gave her a carnation for Valentine’s day. I wanted to be special, and didn’t want to seem too forthcoming with a rose. I honestly didn’t know that carnations were meant for mothers!
As any couple, for 11 years, we been through plenty of ups and downs. The thing about starting so young is that you don’t really know what you’re in for, and you haven’t really sorted out your priorities yet. I wouldn’t recommend it. However, because I’ve ended up marrying Sarah, I appreciate the fact that we have grown up together.
One of our storybook moments in our JC life was a dispute we had about going out with friends. She wanted to go home with me alone, but I was half-hearted about it as I wanted to go out with our friends. Sarah couldn’t take my indecision so she got up bus No. 14, and left without me. She was crying on the bus. I decided to chase her. After struggling to get a cab for 10 minutes, another bus No. 14 came and I decided to take it in hope that I could catch up with her at a later stage. This, in all logicality, was a stupid move as it is almost impossible for the bus to catch up with her bus. But catch up it did! I still remember getting off at the Fort Road bus stop, and getting on her bus. I quickly rushed upstairs to look for her and could see that she was crying. I bet she was glad to see me. That probably saved our relationship.
Sarah waited for me for 4 years, while I studied overseas and came back twice a year (once during Christmas and once during summer). As she will tell you, maintaining a long-distance relationship is not easy. We were just going through the cards and stuff which she sent me over the 4 years and you could tell how much she missed me, and how much she thought of me. On my side, I was just going through the motions of keeping in touch with her with a daily email devoid of emotions or sharing. We talked over the phone every few days, although sometimes, the conversation would just be silence, because we had nothing to say to each other, and I was too preoocupied with my own activities. The testing moment came when I confessed to her of my infatuations for other women when I was overseas. Though I was tempted, thank God I did not act on them. I imagine it must have been difficult for her to continue to hold on to our relationship, given that she hardly shared my uni life with me and she didn’t know what I was doing there. However, she prayerfully decided to persevere. We agreed that we would not break up because of a third party and that we would give it a try.
The main issue of contention in our relationship was one of inferority and respect. Throughout the years, Sarah always felt inferior to myself, because I had the privilege of studying overseas, I did well in my exams. In contrast, she struggled through her A levels, and got her degree and went into teaching. As such, she almost always deferred to what I wanted to do, such that she felt that she had lost her identity. For myself, I think I did look down on her if not consciously then sub-consciously. I often wondered how life would be different if I were to pursue my infatuations, or if I were to marry someone who is a high-achieving, power-dressing woman instead.
By God’s grace, we worked through the issue. God helped us to grow by seeing each other through His eyes. 1 Samuel 16:7 says, as Samuel is searching for a King to replace Saul. "The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart." Indeed, we learnt not to see with the eye (using it as a benchmark) but through the eye.
Sarah has grown into a confident and capable woman whom I truly love and respect. A good friend of mine told me that she’s a true model of submission as a wife. She’s not a wife that says yes to everything that I suggest, or does all the chores, but she’s one that stands up to me when she thinks I’m wrong, yet respects me as the head of the household. Another good friend of mine who is single shared with me that if he were ever to get attached, he’ll look for someone like Sarah. I thought that was one of the greatest compliments to her.
It is a cliche to say that Sarah brings out the best in me, but I’d say it anyway. She told me that she constantly prayed for me to know Christ, and for God to use me when I was overseas. Indeed God answered her prayers. It was in England that I attended my first Christian fellowship, my first bible study, and church regularly. It was therefore fitting for me to be baptised in England in front of my parents and of her.
For myself, I like to think I’m making progress. I no longer yearn and seek the relatives, but strive to obey the absolutes. As you grow
older and older, things change from absolute to
relative if you don’t keep your eye on the only Absolute in the universe, God. When you enter the
workforce, you will be tempted by the “system” to think in relative
terms. “I made more money.” “I have a nicer car.” “I went on a better
vacation.”"I go to church, he doesn’t". "At least I know Christ, even though he makes more money." "He has a prettier wife" etc.
Now that Sarah and I are married and have a kid, we have many more new challenges ahead. But from the track record, I can be confident that God is watching us every step of the way, as he will with you.
Thanks for reading this long rambling.








