He Did Not Turn Off His Phone While Sleeping
His Fellowship of the Burden Was Like a Refreshing Spring Breeze
Brother Wu had a broad heart and a great capacity, and also the heart of a tender mother in caring carefully for others. The scope of his service reached the churches throughout the earth. Even our city of Riverside, quite remote in Southern California, was reached by his service. In 2013, the Lord gave us an opportunity to buy an old Baptist meeting hall. The original ones were the long, high-backed wooden pews commonly used in denominational chapels, and we urgently needed a batch of chairs suitable for meetings. When Brother Wu learned of this, he immediately shipped from Taiwan three hundred and fifty newly custom-made dark-red chairs, with comfortable cushions and backrests, beautiful and dignified, sturdy and durable, and convenient to store. Our gratitude is truly beyond words.
Once he stayed at my home as a guest, and the next morning when I had breakfast with him, I watched him grab handfuls of pills and swallow them in two or three gulps. I asked with concern whether he had slept well the night before. He said the phone had hardly stopped all night. I asked where the calls were from, and he said from all over the world—they were everywhere. It turned out that everyone assumed he was in Taiwan, and he did not correct them; instead, he sacrificed his own sleep to fellowship with the saints and to solve personal and local problems and needs. Even though he swallowed handfuls of pills every day, it was like this all year round! He was truly a faithful good steward of the Lord, a faithful minister; he was one who exceedingly delighted to spend for the church, and to spend himself completely, not regarding his own life as precious—a good pattern to us who learn to serve. He always put others' needs before his own, respecting others' schedules and having no schedule of his own. He did not turn off his phone while sleeping.
I had the opportunity to go with Brother Wu to Japan to visit the churches and the brothers and sisters serving in the Gospel Book Room. I was privileged to take part in the bookroom's fellowship. We all know that serving in the literature work requires considerable hidden, laboring giving, along with a far-reaching vision; often tears and sweat are inseparable. His fellowship had not the slightest flavor of inspection. His fellowship, in the midst of humor, carried encouragement, care, and the burden of the literature service. In the midst of laughter, everyone was strengthened and reinforced, the vision became clearer, and the heart's desire to serve was all the more stirred up.
From 2003 Brother Wu supported the students-and-scholars work in North America. Afterward, about thirty-some brothers and sisters who had studied in the US from mainland China came for the first time to Taipei to attend the International Chinese-speaking Conference. In the midst of his busy schedule, Brother Wu even arranged for us to visit churches in various places. At the same time, he also took time to tell everyone the history of the Lord's recovery in Taiwan and his personal experiences and testimony. Without any script, it was again a testimony and historical account full of blood and tears, of weeping and laughter. The brothers and sisters who went on that trip have today mostly become faithful serving ones in various places in the Lord's recovery; Brother Wu's service and perfecting were greatly fruitful.
Brother Wu's service was full of vision, truth, and burden, and made people feel as if bathed in a refreshing spring breeze, full of inspiration and strengthening.