My Testimony

 But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

— Romans 5:8

Greetings! This is a very nerve wracking first blog post on my part but here it goes! The story of how I became a Christian...

Growing up...

I barely knew anything about Christianity or God despite being in a nation that has much to say about that topic.  I remember attending

 church a few times with my mother and have

 no recollection of what was said in those services.

I was such a troublesome child, the cause being something I've learnt recently as the Lord has shown me. Well, apart from having a sinful nature. This attitude affected much of my family relations as a child and invited a nasty feeling of rejection in me. The emptiness only grew and carried on, I found myself struggling with sexual sin, bitterness, lying and a longing for acceptance but little did I know help was on the way!! Praises be to God, praises be to God! (LOL guys I'm not sure how blog posts work, but get acquainted with the informality :)

Seeing Him...

My family relocated from my sweet little, absolutely walkable-distances, hometown (enough with the rant lol, this captures how I felt at the time) to Lusaka. I gave my parents a little bit of trouble about this but little did I know it would change the course of my whole life... I started at a new school and met my first Christians.  The darkness I was in finally got exposed to light. These ladies saw the world unlike anyone I had ever met, we somehow became friends and through their lives God was calling me to evaluate my own relationship with Him. My heart was longing to have what they had. In seeking to be closer to God, I slowly begun to be convicted that my sins had separated me from Him... and remember that nasty feeling of rejection? I thought God could never love someone like me.

Knowing Him...

I love to journal, I always say, "I write better than I speak" . [please don't read between the lines too hard, "if this writing is better then how does she speak?" Haha]. So I begun to write letters of repentance to the Lord. I begged Him to save me. My life felt like it had no meaning and even the things I thought brought me joy only left me emptier. Lol, brethren please don't question me, I cannot remember a particular day but I know the Lord heard my prayer and saw my broken, repentant heart. I remember attending intercessory prayers at the church I had started to attend and being so overwhelmed by the fact that Jesus would love and die for a wretch like me, I was bawling. The next Sunday one of the church leaders walked up to me and asked if everything was alright in my life. Well, it was now. Not to say that life has been perfect or that I am now perfect but this is honestly the biggest thing God has done and will ever do for us. Sending His only Son to save us from the grips of darkness and bondage of sin into His marvellous light and abundant life with Him, the One we were made for. 

Here's a verse from one of my favourite songs:

But as I ran my hell-bound race

Indifferent to the cost

You looked upon my helpless state

And led me to the cross

And I beheld God's love displayed

You suffered in my place

You bore the wrath reserved for me

Now all I know is grace 

Young person (or just person), you might be in different shoes than I, but we have much in common and it is that we both are sinners in need of God's saving grace. It is my prayer that you come to believe. 

      Grace & mercy unto you!