“God alone fills my soul, my heart and my mind. God alone is sufficient for the purpose of what I think… I can have it only if my purpose of life is centred in seeking Him.”
At the time of writing this, my 78-year-old father, Jimmy Lai, had been incarcerated in a maximum security prison in Hong Kong for just over 500 days. By now, it has been over 1,930 days. For all but two of those days, he has been in solitary confinement.
Yet, in spite of his deteriorating health, the list of his ailments getting longer and the conditions he is kept in getting worse, he continuously answers anxiety with hope and trust: that which is found in looking to Our Saviour’s outstretched hands nailed to the Cross, pleading for forgiveness for us sinners. Being born shortly before the Cultural Revolution, nothing could be further from the ideology he was first taught as a child in Communist China, characterised by the clenched fist, sickle and hammer.
