I used this testimony some months ago and would like to share, hoping to be a blessing to others.
Statement of Faith
We grew up in a Roman Catholic family, but in God’s good time, was shared the gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ. I thought I was a Christian for a long time, but the Lord allowed met to go through test and I had to answer His question: “Do you love Me?.. Then feed My sheep.”
I cannot write elaborately about my faith, simply that I have a little and believe it is the Lord who is making it grow as I continue to feed on His word, feed the sheep He assigned to our care, and obey. His teaching is simple: that Jesus was born of Mary, and came to save sinners like me. He died on the cross for the redemption of sin, was resurrected, and lives forever more.
Christian Life Journey
I was surprised but glad when Campus Crusade for Christ missionaries from Hongkong came to our school and shared the gospel. Although I didn’t understand it that much then, I just knew here was something good and wonderful, different from my parents’ faith where we grew my early years of life. I accepted Jesus quietly, with not much fanfare.
After I married, we lived here and there. When we first moved to two southern cities, I was still young in faith and think might have made a number of people stumble. My mother-in-law is a Christian, and quite understanding, bearing with us and our shortcomings (me in particular) as we went to the same church. Since my husband and I were in young churches in both places, we were among the ëlders,” but I was in fact very young in faith still. I’d help in the music team, the children’s ministry, but adjustments in far places, and the isolation while child-rearing, tested my limits while husband was mostly the bread winner. For a short time, his work also brought us to San Fernando, Pampanga, but we had to flee after Mt. Pinatubo erupted!
When our older children were ready for high school, we moved to a town near the university I went to, and God continued to be with us in our faith, showing His faithfulness. Some years ago, I had depression—and was too weak to fight it. It was such a low, and at some point I allowed myself to become ashamed and stopped going to church. How could one go and fellowship, help with the worship service… Then I started asking: Am I really saved… when I am so like my old self and not renewed?
Unlike Jonah, it wasn’t 3 days and nights of darkness-- but a few years. I stayed away from my family (sibs), and cringed from my own, intelligent teens who undoubtedly needed their mother… but we were having such friction. Husband was both supportive and distant in the trying time, while I was stuck, pleading the Lord to change and heal. I am not completely restored, but He did heal, and He is still doing that.
I am humming and whistling again to the Lord, and wearing more colorful clothing put away in darker days. I have started to play piano again. There’s the harmonica put away for a long time… and I can sing! I did listen to godly music once in a while, but can you imagine not singing for years?
The Lord gave a bonus. We have a grandson who came for a visit recently. I just marvel, and thank God for He has made me strong, and to be a grandma to an energetic, playful child who is also bright and challenging. I realize caring for a young boy needs extra strength and wisdom and I thank the Lord for this, where I would fall short in accomplishing what I have been able to as a grandma. What a privilege to love and nurture the youngest lamb God has entrusted to us.
To God be the glory!
Statement of Faith
We grew up in a Roman Catholic family, but in God’s good time, was shared the gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ. I thought I was a Christian for a long time, but the Lord allowed met to go through test and I had to answer His question: “Do you love Me?.. Then feed My sheep.”
I cannot write elaborately about my faith, simply that I have a little and believe it is the Lord who is making it grow as I continue to feed on His word, feed the sheep He assigned to our care, and obey. His teaching is simple: that Jesus was born of Mary, and came to save sinners like me. He died on the cross for the redemption of sin, was resurrected, and lives forever more.
Christian Life Journey
I was surprised but glad when Campus Crusade for Christ missionaries from Hongkong came to our school and shared the gospel. Although I didn’t understand it that much then, I just knew here was something good and wonderful, different from my parents’ faith where we grew my early years of life. I accepted Jesus quietly, with not much fanfare.
After I married, we lived here and there. When we first moved to two southern cities, I was still young in faith and think might have made a number of people stumble. My mother-in-law is a Christian, and quite understanding, bearing with us and our shortcomings (me in particular) as we went to the same church. Since my husband and I were in young churches in both places, we were among the ëlders,” but I was in fact very young in faith still. I’d help in the music team, the children’s ministry, but adjustments in far places, and the isolation while child-rearing, tested my limits while husband was mostly the bread winner. For a short time, his work also brought us to San Fernando, Pampanga, but we had to flee after Mt. Pinatubo erupted!
When our older children were ready for high school, we moved to a town near the university I went to, and God continued to be with us in our faith, showing His faithfulness. Some years ago, I had depression—and was too weak to fight it. It was such a low, and at some point I allowed myself to become ashamed and stopped going to church. How could one go and fellowship, help with the worship service… Then I started asking: Am I really saved… when I am so like my old self and not renewed?
Unlike Jonah, it wasn’t 3 days and nights of darkness-- but a few years. I stayed away from my family (sibs), and cringed from my own, intelligent teens who undoubtedly needed their mother… but we were having such friction. Husband was both supportive and distant in the trying time, while I was stuck, pleading the Lord to change and heal. I am not completely restored, but He did heal, and He is still doing that.
I am humming and whistling again to the Lord, and wearing more colorful clothing put away in darker days. I have started to play piano again. There’s the harmonica put away for a long time… and I can sing! I did listen to godly music once in a while, but can you imagine not singing for years?
The Lord gave a bonus. We have a grandson who came for a visit recently. I just marvel, and thank God for He has made me strong, and to be a grandma to an energetic, playful child who is also bright and challenging. I realize caring for a young boy needs extra strength and wisdom and I thank the Lord for this, where I would fall short in accomplishing what I have been able to as a grandma. What a privilege to love and nurture the youngest lamb God has entrusted to us.
To God be the glory!