✍🏻 Pastor Jamie Tseng｜Secretary General of Chinese Burning Bush Prayer & Mission Association｜BBPN Beit Simcha ｜October 6, 2025
The Feast of Tabernacles commemorates the time when God dwelled with His people in the wilderness. Just before this year’s celebration, BBPN Beit Simcha welcomed a special guest—a 22-year-old Israeli girl named M, backpacking solo across Asia. Quiet and sweet, her eyes carried stories.
For this reception, I invited the couple Ray and Jane—to join me. It was their first time hosting someone from Israel, and they joyfully prepared gifts: a handmade card blending Alishan tea fields with Jerusalem’s skyline, and a coaster symbolizing Malachi 4:6—“May the hearts of the fathers turn to their children, and the hearts of the children to their fathers.” I prepared M’s favourite mochi, homemade “Ning’s Brew” kombucha, and “Ning’s Armoa” massage oil.
During our 100-minute lunch, we listened to her stories from a year of travel. She shared that before military service she was studying, and during service she worked in an office. This journey was her gift of freedom to herself. She also spoke of cultural differences, and we had a lively discussion comparing Israeli and Chinese cultures. When we told her the meal was sponsored by BBPN’s Praying Prests and that many were praying for her, a sweet smile lit up her face.
After lunch, we walked back to my home to continue sharing. I told her how Yeshua comforted me during cancer treatment through a blooming Bauhinia tree, and how He answered prayers and transformed my neighbourhood and city over the past decade. At our 18th-floor home, M—who loves photography—captured a stunning 180-degree panoramic view of Taipei and New Taipei City.
Then my father came out to greet her—just two years older than M’s grandfather. I asked him to bless her and help translate. To our surprise, he joyfully began to prophesy: “May you find a good husband. Every girl should find a good husband.” M laughed brightly. He continued, “You’re amazing—such a beautiful young woman, traveling the world at 22! Don’t wait until you’re nearly 80 like me, wanting to travel but unable to walk!” And finally, he added, “Most importantly—Believe In Yeshua!”
God’s love continued to flow among us. We asked M how she felt about the Beit Simcha she had visited. She didn’t say much, but smiled and replied, “Each Beit Simcha has a different story. Very unique.” I suggested we worship together, and we played the Hebrew version of “How Great Is Our God.” M sat quietly on the sofa, listening. As we took turns praying blessings over her, she closed her eyes and received in silence. After the prayer, we hugged goodbye. I choked up and said, “I don’t know when we’ll meet again, but I entrust you to God.“
Today, the final day of the holiday weekend, Ray and Jane continued to accompany her, taking her to visit the Dr. Sun Yat-sen’s Memorial Hall.
I truly believe M is a treasure in the eyes of Abba Father. Though our encounter was brief, we gave her our very best—how much more will her loving Heavenly Father give? May she see more than scenery on her journey. May she encounter Yeshua.
May this day become an everlasting mark in her heart, like the tabernacle of the Feast—testifying that God’s love truly came near. And may the gospel seed planted in her heart break through in God’s appointed season, bearing fruit unto eternal life.
