Christopher Khoo

There’s something about having to entrust your personal wellbeing into the hands of others, of feeling helpless when you have tubes stuck into your hands and wires attached to your chest. When you need the help of nurses to even go to the toilet.

Even though it has been decades since I have left this particular company, the memory of our unity and camaraderie will always remain with me – how we, Christians from different denominations, managed to pray together and love one another without attacking one another’s beliefs or practices. That can only be through the grace of God.