Counted Worthy Of Suffering Disgrace For The Name
When Stephen Cheung was arrested for the second time, he knew he would be in prison for a long time and this time, he will be leaving his pregnant wife all alone. But yet again, he rejoiced at being worthy to suffer for Christ.
The currents of painful trials pushed me to go. I prayed just as before, "My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me." However, I could now continue to pray, "Yet not as I will, but as you will." (Mt 26:39) Praise be to God. The time for battle finally came. The battle started on April 13, 1958. This was my most memorable day. I could remember this date better than my own birthday.
It was an otherwise peaceful evening. I was in my bedroom. After I had memorized by heart some Bible verses, I went to bed. Suddenly, a few plain-clothes policemen appeared in the living room. I immediately realized what would happen. At that time, I was terrified. I did not know what to do. My legs trembled so much that I could hardly stand up. On the other hand, I could not let them find me in such a distress state. I immediately prayed, "Lord, I must not bring shame to your name in front of the enemies. Please strengthen me . . ." Before I could even finish my prayer, they had already dashed into the bedroom, taken out the arrest warrant, and demanded me to sign the warrant. Thanks be to God. When I realized I was just a jar of clay, the treasure inside me gave me strength to stand up, to speak, and to sign (2Co 4:7). As soon as I had signed the warrant, they immediately wanted to handcuff me and lead me away. I immediately protested, "Wait a minute! First let me pack some clothes and a blanket." My experience of imprisonment told me that an inmate could not receive letters or gifts for the first few months. If one did not bring with him sufficient clothing, winter would be unbearable. Thus, I quickly packed some clothes and a blanket into a bag. A black vehicle was waiting for me downstairs. Just like the vehicle I was in before, all the windows were covered with black curtains. They once again treated me as a dangerous criminal. I was sandwiched between two people holding their guns. They were extremely nervous. Amazingly, although I was fearful at the beginning, I was now filled with heavenly peace and joy. I regarded myself worthy to suffer for the Lord's name. All the misery, anxiety, struggle, and fear vanished. I was completely at peace.
I had a lot of experience in being imprisoned. I already knew where the vehicle was going. I also knew that I would not be able to go home any time soon. For this reason, my heart grew faint. I was concerned about my wife and the unborn child. Thanks be to God because these were only a small dark cloud that would soon disappear.