Growing up, Patrick Lee’s home was often plunged into darkness when his parents could not pay the electricity bills.
At times, they had to resort to borrowing money from loan sharks.
With his parents out working to put food on the table, Patrick and his siblings were largely left on their own.
From a young age, his siblings joined gangs and sometimes got into trouble.
“I grew up very much on my own, and had to take care of myself,” recalled Patrick, now 51, who now goes by his artist name, Patrick Bezalel.
“I sewed on my own school badges since primary school, and sewed back my shirt buttons when they dropped while I was playing catching with friends.
“I think my parents did their best for the family, but I didn’t feel loved as a child because they were hardly around.”
Even after barely scraping through his Primary School Leaving Exams (PSLE), Patrick, then 12, filled up the form for his choice of secondary schools on his own.
“I knew nothing at all about schools,” Patrick said, laughing and shaking his head.
“I think my parents did their best for the family, but I never felt loved as a child.”
“I remembered placing Presbyterian High School as my second choice solely because I thought the word ‘high’ meant that it was a good school.”
He got into the school of his second choice.
There, Patrick heard about God for the first time during Monday school assemblies.
“But the only Christian thing I remembered was this one song I enjoyed singing – Give Thanks with a Grateful Heart.
“I didn’t know what it meant but I liked the rhythm and sang it out loud in the hallways.”
Patrick had no desire to join a gang.
But he hung out with people who were part of one, and hardly touched his school books.
He grew proficient in Chinese and Hokkien. But barely spoke a word of English, and usually scored 20/100 for tests in this subject.
His schoolmates tried to introduce him to God. But in their zeal, they came across as haughty and overly self-righteous to Patrick, who felt as though they were out to find fault with him.
“When I finally managed to pass an exam, they said that it was God who blessed me. But what about most of the other times when I failed? Was it my fault or the Devil’s fault?
“Christianity became very distasteful,” he said.
Miraculously, Patrick scored just enough during the ‘O’ Levels to get into NAFA (Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts).
He only needed to pass three subjects.
“Somehow, I managed to score a C6 in Human and Social Biology,” said Patrick in wonder.
He also managed to pass Chinese and Art.
He got an F9 for the other subjects, including English.
However, getting into NAFA created an added financial hurdle for his family, who resorted to borrowing money from Patrick’s grandma and from loan sharks.
“I also worked many part-time jobs while studying to pay for my education.”
Subsequently during National Service, Patrick was posted to the elite Commando unit.
During a late night airborne training session, he and another jumper crashed into each other and Patrick’s parachute malfunctioned in mid-air.
The ground was fast approaching.
“I knew that there was no way I would survive the fall without significant injuries,” he recalled.
The moment he hit the ground, pain shot through his spine and legs. He was momentarily paralysed.
“I immediately knew that I had broken more than just my foot. It turns out that my spine was fractured and the ligament in my foot burst upon impact.”
The doctor told him that he was “one lucky chap” to have survived.
Patrick recalled that something had compelled him to change into a soft pair of boots at the last minute.
“Did you know that your boot saved your life?” the doctor said.
“Your insoles absorbed most of the impact on your ankles. It could have been so much worse.”
Patrick recalled that something had compelled him, at the last minute, to change into a soft pair of boots that had two thick insoles within.
“Deep inside, I felt like I had been saved, like someone had saved my life,” said Patrick.
At the back of his mind, he wondered if there was Someone divine who had been looking out for him.
As he recuperated in hospital, Patrick didn’t wonder further about Who had saved him as he was caught up with his grandfather’s passing.
He thought no more about the matter as he transitioned into working life and marriage.
He started a creative and branding agency with his wife Lily Chia in 2000, and their company quickly scored big projects with a new TV station. Along the way, they picked up major clients like Maybank and Hong Leong Bank, and government agencies like the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and National Environment Agency.
In three years, their lean team of three staff members grew tenfold. Lily was lauded as a young entrepreneur, and featured in news publications. She was also appointed as judge of an award that recognises promising local brands.
However, amid all this, Lily and Patrick were working to the point of burn out. It strained their marriage.
Lily buckled under the stress of increased expectations and the lack of rest.
She experienced depressive bouts and thoughts of suicide crossed her mind.
One day, Lily told Patrick that she “couldn’t take it anymore”.
“She prayed to whatever was out there, asking if there was a God. She asked Him to reveal Himself to her if He were real,” Patrick said.
“I then felt an inner voice nudge me, saying, ‘If you want Me to find you, you must be open’.”
Lily told Stories of Hope: “I then felt an inner voice nudge me, saying, ‘If you want Me to find you, you must be open’.”
Confused and thinking that they were her own thoughts, she went about her life as usual.
Two days later, Lily found a Christian book on her desk. It was One Word from God will Change your Life by Kenneth Copland. Till today, she doesn’t know who left it there.
“It was a thin book. I took the book to the toilet to read,” said Lily.
Though she had gone to church when she was 15 and was familiar with some Christian concepts, the book piqued her interest.
“The book talked about the love and grace of God in a way I had never known before,” said Lily.
Strangely, Lily felt lighter and more at peace after service each Sunday.
In the same week, a colleague invited Lily to church. Her knee-jerk reaction was to say: “No, I’m not free.”
Lily said: “But then the phrase ‘You need to be open if you want to find Me’ came into my mind. So I found myself telling her, ‘Okay, I will go’.”
Initially, Lily was critical about everything she saw in church, including how some people raised their hands during worship.
“Wah piang eh, confirm just for show,” she thought.
Strangely, Lily felt lighter and more at peace after service each Sunday.
Tears rolled down her cheeks during worship though she had no understanding of what they were singing.
“Since I felt better, I thought I should just keep going,” she said.
Comforted by the sermons, she responded to the call to give her life to Jesus a few weeks later.
“By this time, I knew that there is a God Who loves me,” she said.
“When she became a Christian, I was very upset. I thought that she and I were supposed to be free people, free thinkers,” recalled Patrick.
“She tried to convince me to go to church.
“I told her that I would send her there, but go off and play golf on my own. I didn’t ever want to step into church.”
A few months after Patrick rejected Lily’s invitation, their company was sought out by a most unconventional client – a church.
The church had been searching for a branding agency for some time. Despite having a long list of potential agencies, they had felt prompted by God to look for one final option.
They had contacted the agency without realising that Lily had started coming to their services.
They believed this was God’s confirmation for them, and felt a peace on meeting Lily and Patrick.
“The Pastor-in-charge told us that the best way to get to know their church was for us to attend their Sunday services and weekly Bible studies,” recalled Patrick.
“I would never step into a church on my own, but for a client, I would do anything.
“My mind kept telling me not to get brainwashed.”
“Week after week, the church reserved seats for us in service – smack in the centre of the second row.
“If I even missed a week of service, our client would know.
“In hindsight, God was really chasing me … I couldn’t run away from church anymore.”
Even then, Patrick steeled himself not to believe anything the sermons taught.
“My mind kept telling me not to get brainwashed.”
“I would never step into a church on my own, but for a client, I would do anything.”
However, as Patrick continued to attend service, he realised that he felt more and more at ease in church even though he had no understanding of what the preachers were saying.
He even felt like lifting up his hands during worship.
“I told myself, ‘Don’t ever lift up your hands just because you see others doing it’. This inner struggle went on for about two months.
“I began to wonder, ‘Who is this God? And why does it feel like He’s after me?’”
Then came time for the agency to present their branding proposal to the senior pastors.
Funny enough, the Pastor-in-charge seemed more interested in finding out about Patrick than the branding proposal.
“It felt like a father figure was physically hugging me.”
And so, their business meeting stretched for three hours into a conversation where Patrick ended up saying “yes” to God.
But it didn’t do much to change his life.
“Truthfully, that was because my ‘yes’ to God that day was slightly intertwined with wanting the approval of the people around me.
“My heart was not fully surrendered.”
It was two months later on an ordinary Sunday that Patrick had an encounter that changed his life.
As the worship band played, Patrick suddenly felt overwhelmed by God’s love.
“It felt like a father figure was physically hugging me,” he said.
Growing up without a father’s expressions of affection, this outpour of love from God took him by surprise.
“I turned to my wife and told her, ‘Sorry dear, I feel that God loves me more than you love me.’”
“I couldn’t stop weeping for 40 minutes. His love felt so unconditional and so lovely,” Patrick recalled.
“Up till that point, I had never expressed my emotions so deeply.
“Feeling alone since I was young, I had been pretty numb to my emotions.
“I even turned to my wife and told her, ‘Sorry dear, I feel that God loves me more than you love me.’”
Looking back, Patrick saw how God had been watching over him since he was a child.
Although the people around him belonged to a gang, Patrick strangely had no desire to join one aside from simply hanging out with them.
“Thankfully, God gave me a more independent personality.”
“Thankfully, God gave me a more independent personality. I never joined the gangs because I didn’t like the trouble of being involved in fights.
“There were moments when I was instigated to fight, but they just somehow didn’t happen.
“My siblings got into trouble. But God really protected me from all that.”
Even his narrow pass during the ‘O’ Levels was a miracle.
“My ‘O’ Levels cert was like a passport. Without it, I would not have been able to go to NAFA, let alone start my creative agency which led me to step into church.
“With each door that God opened for me, He led me closer to Him.”
Looking at his ‘O’ Levels certificate recently, Patrick read the “F nine” of the subjects he failed as “fine”.
He saw it as God taking him through his failed past to see His protection and His redemption instead.
When Patrick tried reading the Bible, he found that God used his weakness in English and reading to his advantage.
“Because I couldn’t read, I had to go slowly and painfully – word by word.
“I found that I was able to understand God’s word better, versus listening to sermons or an audio Bible.”
Patrick started reading the Bible during a time of frequent travel to Indonesia for business.
With no phones or entertainment to distract him during the flights, he spent his time reading the Bible.
“The more I read, the more addicted I was. I couldn’t stop.
“I relished my time with God, just reading word by word.”
In 2017, Patrick heard God tell him, “Son, I want you to train your patience.”
Patrick was confused by this message. Wasn’t God already training his patience via his slow reading and understanding of His Word?
“God just told me, ‘Why don’t you start drawing?’” recalled Patrick
“As I was still a bit rebellious, I picked up my iPad and drew a skull.”
“As I stared as it, the Bible verse ‘O death, where is your sting?’ (1 Corinthians 15:55-58) came to my mind.”
Patrick then understood that God was calling him to exercise patience by delving into Christian art.
He started drawing and drawing and has not stopped since.
Patrick took on the name Bezalel, after a master craftsman in the Bible.
Instead of working with mainstream symbols associated with Christian art, his first series of paintings included hyper-realistic drawings of animals such as lions, rams or horses.
Patrick prays that his art, based on biblical images and analogies, will bring hope, joy, peace and comfort to the homes that they find themselves in.
Patrick is also on a mission to inspire the young to pursue their giftings. He often speaks to youths at church and at secondary schools and Institutes of Technical Education, and holds workshops for youth-at-risk.
“Now, my life is for Christ and I obediently follow what He tells me to do.
“I know that what He has for me is best,” said Patrick.
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