My masters in faith!
I grew up in a christian family, and I attended christians schools and college the whole of my life. I went to the church every Sunday, just to be a part of the audiences. I was a church nomadic, trying to fit in any of the churches.
I preferred catholics for they appeared holier than the rest of the christians. I loved their style too.
Christian Religion Education (C.R.E) was not my best subject in school. I hated describing stories, that I didn’t understand their meaning anyway.
Despite the fact that I had a good christianity background, none of these things made me understand what it really meant to be a christian. But one thing was for sure, I feared God so much. I knew He does exist but I avoided any intimacy with him.
I was made to believe that He is a God of the “DO NOT’s”. I believed that God punishes people, and He got a lot of rules and regulations.
I am that person who liked breaking rules (if you don’t believe me, ask my schoolmates.), and that is one of the reasons why I did not want any close relationship with this God.
It took me exactly 30 years to finally understand, that it is not about me being perfect, and not about having the right behaviour.
I don’t believe in coincidences and luck anymore, for exactly on my birthday my life got transformed. I never knew I could get all this crazy about God, and I am so in love with Jesus.
I believe in Godincidences.
My life could never get any better lively than now. I was living a life full of myths. God is love and he created us in his own Image.
So we are all love. A crazy thing to believe in, but trust me this is real.
In October 2013, I got my salvation through a double healing. Yes, God set me free from severe knee-pain, (thanks be to God, I can still wear my high heels now) and from some chronic abdominal pain.
I had never believed in healing, neither was my intention closer to receiving a healing miracle, of which I was not aware I had deserved it long time ago. “Halleluya”
God works in wonderful ways. I had done nothing good before, and to be sincere I was full of sins. I was a prodigal daughter, whom God was longing to bring back home.
My God who can be your God too, arrested me and I fell on his mercy, exactly on the 13th of October – my birthday.
I needed to know more about this God who had just healed a wretch like me. I got so hungry for him, and I think he purposely increased the desire in me, and nothing could still my hunger for him. He can be jealous too. I listened to thousands of sermons in a week. Nothing could stop me any more.
I read the New Testament in less than one week’s time, which is a great achievement for me. I hated reading books, but the Gospel is the first book I read without being forced, and without skipping pages. I couldn’t get enough of it. I made a vow to myself that, I either believe everything in the bible or I leave it.
Many are complicating Christianity and defining it, the way it is not supposed to be. It is the simplest thing that I have ever heard of. I am not talking about religion. It’s about having a relationship with God and knowing the truth.
I don’t have to be perfect, and I can never be perfect anyway. God has changed me, removed that bad girl with bad attitudes out of me, and made me new. He has cleansed my heart in a way that nobody can hurt me any longer.
So don’t try me. 😉
Nevertheless, christianity is not just saying a prayer and disappearing to heaven, or getting your problems solved immediately. It is not about being good and getting praises.
Christianity is a process of learning how to obey, which honestly speaking I have never been good at. I am learning to listen and obey God each and every day of my life.
Sometimes I find myself urging with him, because I don’t want to do that what he exactly want me to do, at a specific moment. I remember how on one day I had just come home after work, and I was in a haste to prepare a dinner for my husband.
But God said I should go and pray. We had just moved in a new house and I was privileged to make one room my prayer room. God insisted I should go to that room and pray.
Oh God, please let me first cook and I will do that later, I kept arguing. He however, kept pressing it too much inside me and I decided to obey. I first went into my bedroom to pick up my bible and I was like, oh I can also say a prayer here in my bedroom, since going to my prayer room was nagging me.
God is God, he still insisted I should go to that prayer room. I finally obeyed him fully.
Immediately I opened that prayer room door, heat embraced me. Jesus!
I had ironed a shirt in that room a night before, and left the iron heating overnight and the whole day… Come and see me trembling…OMG!!!
This is God wanting to rescue me from a disaster, and there I was arguing with him.
Jesus have mercy on me!
The only prayer I could say was, “God, please forgive me for not obeying. I praised him the whole of that evening and I will continue praising him for the rest of my life.
God has rescued me from many other dangerous situations. I have a load of testimonies to tell.
This transformation could not have come at any other better timing in my life. I now understand christianity better. I have found my identity. I am yet to get a PHD in my faith, but thanks God for the masters. I walk fearless for the one who is inside me is stronger than the one in the world.
I don’t go preaching and I am not a pastor either. I just decided to follow God. My goal is to be christ-like-lady, and a doer of the word of God…God help me!
I want people to know they are lovable, and see themselves the way God sees them. I do love people unconditionally, just like God loves me.