He used to snap and wash out individual pretty pictures of us in church, then gave it to each of us.
He washed two pictures of me taken from him during our Korea evangelism trip. Still keeping them.
He reminded me of a good, loving, and faithful husband.
He always come to church faithfully with aunty Yap.
He waited for his beloved wife to finish her choir practice session in church.
He supported the church choir group and was the only one who clapped for us during practice.
He was 81 years old but deep down in him, there was still a youthful spirit in him.
He sat like a youth macho-boy style during service.
He always had that bright smile that made everyone smiled when we see him.
He used to buy char-siew-pau and nasi lemak after Saturday dawn prayer.
He used to have a cup of tea in church and sat down having breakfast with us.
May you rest in peace Uncle Yap. Will see you again in Heaven one day.
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