When Something Was Right, He Dared to Set His Hand to It
From childhood I grew up in the church together with the Xinghua brothers, and I only became well acquainted with elder brother Wu Yucheng in 1980, while doing military service in Dazhi.
He was a teacher at that time, and he would often meet me at the intersection and give me a ride on his motorcycle. My sister was studying at Shih Chien, and after being brought to the home of Mother Wu and baptized, she was also continually cared for by Brother Yucheng.
Five or six years ago, when I had returned to Taiwan to settle down semi-permanently, one day at Hall One in Taipei I saw elder brother Yucheng at the book room, and I asked him jokingly: a Bible cover is not the Bible, yet your book room sells them; my musical instruments help the meetings, so the book room should give them a try too.
To my surprise he agreed at once, and from then on a corner of the book room added guitars, trumpets, and various kinds of instruments, bringing in no small measure of joy. From then on I had even more admiration for elder brother Yucheng: when something was right, he dared to set his hand to it.
The book room and the church in Taipei have, in the past, grown manyfold, and in the fellowship with the various churches and in society's impression of the church, Brother Wu Yucheng's labor for the church was such that he would not even spare his own life.