The Relationship My Heart Had Always Longed For
A Note to Readers
Thank you for taking the time to read this testimony. What you are about to read is the story of a long journey—the journey of my heart over many years.
What began as a personal record of God’s patient work in leading me out of the messiest and the most hidden room of my heart and into freedom gradually became a gift that our family joyfully and prayerfully prepared together as an offering of gratitude. It is the story of a little girl searching for a deep and lasting relationship, and of the patient work of God in leading her to discover that the deepest needs of the human heart can truly be met only in Him.
In the busyness of daily life, we can easily become so consumed by the good things we have been given that we lose sight of the Giver. Whether you are a Christian, exploring the faith, or simply curious about my story, I invite you to walk through this journey with me. Take your time, even if that means reading only one section at a time.
My prayer is that you will not merely see what God has done in my life, but also begin to recognize what He desires to show you in your own—that you might come to know and delight more deeply in the Giver of every good and perfect gift.
Introduction
Have you ever found yourself keeping people at a distance—not because you didn't love them, but because you were afraid of losing them or being hurt by them? Have you ever wondered whether loving deeply is really worth the risk of pain?
I have.
For as long as I can remember, I longed for deep, lasting relationships. Yet in this broken world, every genuine relationship carries the risk of pain, whether through our own selfishness or the selfishness of others, lies, betrayal, misunderstanding, loss, or separation. The deeper you love someone, the greater the joy and blessing that relationship can bring. Yet the deeper the love, the greater the pain when you are hurt by that person or separated from them.
In this testimony, I want to share how God healed my heart through the most loving, meaningful, and trustworthy relationship I have ever known. After experiencing two life-threatening accidents, frequent separation at a young age, and the deep pain of a broken relationship, I became convinced that the safest way to live was to protect myself from being hurt. Yet God, in His mercy, showed me something far better.
Because I found the relationship my heart had always longed for, and because I found a security and peace that can never be taken away, I have found the courage to love others genuinely and deeply again.
When someone applies medicine to a wound, we often instinctively pull away because we know it may sting. Sometimes the treatment even seems to make the pain worse before healing begins. Just watch how children react when you try to clean and treat a wound. In many ways, we are no different.
When our hearts are wounded, we don’t usually run away physically — we hide. We hide our fears, our shame, our pain, and sometimes even our true selves, hoping that if no one gets too close, we won’t be hurt again.
For a long time, I was not patient with my children when they resisted the medicine that would help them heal. Sometimes, when they broke my heart, I even chose to become emotionally distant from them. Looking back, I realize that because I didn't know how to heal the wounds in my own heart, I also didn't know how to help my children heal the wounds in theirs.
I often became harsh, impatient, and unkind when my own heart was hurting because I didn’t know how to bear heartache with patience and love. Without realizing it, I was teaching my children to protect themselves from being hurt rather than showing them how to love courageously and trust God with the pain that love sometimes brings. Looking back, I can even see that at times I unconsciously pushed them away because I didn't want them to become too attached to me. I thought that if they loved me less, they would hurt less. The truth was that I simply didn't know how to bear the pain of loving deeply in a broken world.
But our God is not like me. When I became impatient, He remained patient with me. When I was tempted to withdraw, He never withdrew His love. He is full of compassion, gentle and kind, abounding in steadfast love, and truly long-suffering. I am so thankful that He has never given up on me. For the past thirteen years, He has patiently taught me to trust Him and to bring every sorrow and every heartache to Him. Little by little, He has led me to true healing, freeing me to love my children with greater compassion, gentleness, and patience as I come to trust more deeply in His goodness and steadfast love.
My prayer is that this testimony will assure you that there is a loving, gentle, patient, and faithful Healer. I pray that it will point you to Him, encourage you to trust Him with your deepest wounds, and lead you into the true healing that only He can give—a healing that fills the heart with hope, joy, peace, grace, and His perfect love.
1. The Pain I Was Trying to Avoid
I grew up in a very unstable environment and rarely had the opportunity to experience deep, long-lasting relationships. Because my father worked in a rural area, my parents, who did not know the Lord, made what they believed was the best decision for my future. They chose better educational opportunities and a higher quality of life for me, even though it meant that I would not live with my father during the first ten years of my life.
Before coming to the city where I currently live at the age of nineteen, I had never lived in one place for more than four consecutive years. Every time I began adjusting to a new environment and building new friendships, it seemed that I would soon have to leave again. I always felt I had to present my best self for others to want to be my friend. As a result, I had very few opportunities to build deep and lasting friendships. Being an only child, like many children of my generation, I also became accustomed to loneliness.
On top of all this, I experienced two life-threatening accidents as a young child.
When I was three years old, I accidentally drowned in a creek. The only person nearby was a little girl who was just one year older than I was. It took the adults more than ten minutes to reach me. I still remember raising one of my hands while trapped underwater, desperately trying to pull myself up. My parents later told me that someone finally noticed my hand, and that was how I was rescued. My survival was considered nothing short of a miracle in our community.
Then, when I was four, my family was involved in a serious car accident. On a rainy day, our car skidded off the edge of a mountain road. By God's providence, it landed on soft farmland below, and everyone survived.
Those two experiences left deep marks on my heart. From a very young age, I grew up believing that I could die at any moment—and so could the people I loved. My mother lived with constant anxiety about losing me, and I, in turn, lived with constant anxiety about losing my parents.
Later, when my first boyfriend and I broke up, I experienced the deepest emotional pain I had ever known. It is difficult to describe. Unlike physical pain, which can often be measured on a scale from one to ten, this pain seemed beyond measure. There was no painkiller for a broken heart. I fell into depression, and for a long time, I closed off my heart. The world says that time heals all wounds, but instead of healing, I found my heart growing more indifferent, more numb, and colder.
Before I first heard the gospel—the good news that Jesus Christ came to save sinners—all these experiences had already convinced me of what I believed was an undeniable reality: we all hurt one another, intentionally or unintentionally, we will all die someday, and the more deeply I love someone, the greater the pain when I am hurt by that person or separated from them.
I lived under the weight of that "truth" without any hope, and over time, I became increasingly hopeless. Although I was thankful that I had miraculously survived those accidents, I grew weary of the pain and brokenness I had experienced. I often wondered why I had been allowed to live if life was only going to be filled with suffering and loss.
After the painful breakup with my first boyfriend, I became determined to protect my heart. I convinced myself that the best way to avoid future heartbreak was to avoid deep relationships altogether. I could enjoy people's company, but I would never let anyone truly enter my heart. I no longer saw any reason to be vulnerable or let others know the real me. I never wanted to experience that kind of heartbreak again because, in many ways, it had almost destroyed me.
In fact, I even came to believe that if it was God who had preserved my life through those two accidents, perhaps His purpose for me was simply to help and bless others—but not to experience deep, long-lasting relationships myself. Looking back, I realize I wasn't protecting my heart from sin; I was protecting myself from pain. I was living in fear.
2. The Relationship My Heart Had Always Longed For
Yet our gracious and sovereign God had chosen to save me before the foundation of the world.
He had not only preserved my life through those childhood accidents and sustained me through seasons of deep sorrow, but He also brought me to Canada and sent His people to share the gospel with me.
I still remember wandering around campus one day at the end of 2012 during my second year of university. Someone approached me with a questionnaire. The first question was, "What do you crave?"
At that moment, I was surprisingly honest because I assumed they didn't really know me. My answer was simple: relationship.
Though I had been running away from relationships because of my own fear and desperation in relationships, my heart still longed for a relationship where I would feel secure enough to be my true self—to be vulnerable, to reveal the worst parts of me—and still not be condemned, rejected, or abandoned. More than that, I longed for a relationship that would never end or be broken.
I still remember hearing for the first time that God loved me so deeply that He sent His Son to become man and die for my sins. I could not help but cry. I simply could not believe that anyone could truly love me if they knew all the things I was ashamed of — my sins, my weaknesses, my struggles, and the darkness and brokenness of my heart. Yet it was not merely another person who loved me—it was the God of the universe.
Although it took some time for me to fully believe that this good news was really true for me, God's grace eventually overwhelmed my heart.
In early 2013, through the work of the Holy Spirit, I experienced the miracle of the new birth. My life began to be transformed. The heart that had gradually been consumed by hatred, shame, bitterness, and anger began to overflow with a love, joy, and hope unlike anything I had ever known before. I thought that from that moment on, everything in my life would be completely different. Yet God still had much to teach me about who He is and what it means to trusting Him more deeply.
3. When God Revealed What Was Really in My Heart
Yet, although I had found the relationship my heart had always longed for in Christ, God still had much to teach me about trusting Him enough to love others deeply.
If you had known me after I became a Christian, you might have thought of me as someone who joyfully and eagerly shared the gospel with everyone. I simply couldn't help telling others about Christ, especially those whom I loved. Many people affirmed my joy, my boldness, and my courage in sharing the gospel. I also believed I had strong faith, even taking a gap year to return to China to share the gospel. I even considered becoming a missionary because I believed Christ was worthy of my life. I never thought of myself as courageous—I was simply compelled by the great hope I had found in Him. I wanted everyone I loved to have eternal life.
Looking back, I thought I was full of faith and joy. But it wasn't until God led me to an unexpected calling—marriage—that He revealed how much fear was still hidden in my heart. God knows me. Even when I can hide from everyone else or deceive myself, He knows.
I found myself surprisingly fearful when I began seriously considering marriage with my husband. Although I genuinely desired to marry him, I became anxious—even panicked—at the thought of entering a lifelong, committed relationship. Yet I also knew God was leading me. He had removed the obstacles between us and continued drawing us closer together.
After we were married, however, I gradually saw my faith and joy giving way to fear and anxiety. It became even more evident after God entrusted us with our oldest daughter. If you know my husband and my daughter, you know how abundantly God has blessed me through them. Yet instead of enjoying these precious gifts, I allowed my fear of losing them to paralyze me and hinder my ability to love them well.
I was surprised to discover how much fear still remained in my heart because I had always believed my faith was strong. But God did not call me to be a missionary in a dangerous country. He called me to be a wife, a stay-at-home mother, and to die to myself each day in faithfully loving my family.
For the first few years of our marriage, I wrestled with God almost every day. I longed to go on the mission field and struggled to be content with the ordinary calling He had given me. By His grace, He surrounded me with faithful brothers and sisters who lovingly reminded me that God is sovereign and always good. Eventually, I confessed my anxiety honestly to God, to my husband, and to my small group, and I began receiving biblical counseling.
Although I knew I had become much more anxious and much less joyful after getting married, I still couldn't understand why. Marriage and children are precious gifts from God, so why did my faith seem weaker and my joy dimmer?
Yet by God's gracious providence, I continued growing in a loving small group and a faithful church. Through the help of my husband, spiritual mentors, biblical counselors, and many wonderful believers God placed in my life, I gradually learned to take my anxious thoughts captive and bring them before the Lord. But I still did not understand the root of my struggles.
Looking back, I now realize that for thirteen years I had never truly entrusted my deepest fear of relational pain to God. He gradually exposed this hidden fear through marriage and motherhood, and later as He allowed me to witness the painful reality that even among sincere believers, relationships can still be marked by misunderstanding, conflict, separation, and deep hurt. My instinct was always the same: either to overreact or to run away.
Although I knew I was saved and adopted into God's family, I struggled to accept that God had not made His church—or me—immune to relational pain. The pain in my heart only grew deeper.
Whenever I experienced separation, unresolved conflict, or division, I often sought relief instead of refuge. Instead of bringing my pain honestly before the Lord, I turned to human comfort and temporary distractions to numb my heart.
Then, three years ago, our small group leaders moved back to their hometown.
For the first ten years of my Christian life, they had faithfully walked alongside me through some of my deepest struggles with anxiety and spiritual growth. Whenever I experienced relational pain, they were often the first people I ran to for comfort and counsel.
Their departure brought deep grief to my heart. I remember not even wanting to say goodbye. I had to force myself to accept that they were leaving. I couldn't understand why God would take such faithful leaders out of my life. Although I tried to move forward and become active in serving at church again, I still did not run to God for lasting healing. Instead, I continued seeking fleeting comforts to numb my pain.
As a result, my heart gradually became more distant from both God and other people, and the wall around it grew higher and thicker. I had almost lost sight of how Christ had first loved me. Even going to church gradually became more of a burden than a joy. Although I had learned so much through the faithful teaching of our church, much of it remained in my head without reaching my heart. I could explain those truths to others, yet I often felt like a hypocrite because I struggled to believe them myself or live them out.
As I gradually lost sight of Christ, I found myself avoiding people whenever I could while becoming increasingly impatient and bitter toward the very family I could not avoid. I had become afraid that my heart could not bear another wound, and I felt that no one truly understood the pain I was carrying. Eventually, I reached the point where I no longer desired to read my Bible or pray to God, and I no longer wanted to love anyone. Reading God's Word gradually became more of a duty than a delight. Every step forward in my Christian walk felt heavy and exhausting.
4. How God Freed Me from My Deepest Fear
It wasn't until recently that God graciously touched my deepest wound and began bringing true healing.
He first brought deep conviction to my heart that my prayer life revealed how much I truly relied on Him. Around that time, He allowed me to be His witness and a peacemaker during a difficult situation in the local Chinese community. I knew there was a good chance I would be misunderstood or hurt, yet I felt compelled to step forward out of love.
As I became involved, I once again experienced the exhaustion and pain that often accompany loving people in a broken world. What made it even harder was that when I went to my husband for comfort and understanding, he failed me at the very moment I thought I needed him most. It felt as though the person I loved most had wounded me at the very moment my heart was already bleeding. I saw my instinct to withdraw from him—the very person God had called me to love most. Suddenly, I found myself with nowhere to turn for comfort. Then I realized something that deeply exposed my heart. If I could not even find the strength to love the person closest to me, how could I truly love anyone else?
There came a point when I finally cried out honestly to God:
"God, this is too hard. It is so hard to love others. I don't want to love anymore. It's too painful."
At that moment, God gently turned my eyes back to Christ.
I remembered that the pain I was experiencing was only a small glimpse of the suffering Christ willingly endured for me. Jesus knew He would be misunderstood, rejected, betrayed, and ultimately crucified. On the night before His crucifixion, He prayed in deep sorrow, fully aware of the suffering that lay before Him and that He would bear the wrath of God for the sins of His people. Yet He still willingly came into this broken world and endured the cross because He loved me and desired that I would know His grace, forgiveness, and eternal love.
When my eyes were no longer fixed on my own pain but were turned back to Christ—reflecting on who He is, how He loves me, and His promises—my heart was once again overwhelmed by His love. I found renewed strength to continue loving others—not because I was strong, but because Christ had first loved me.
Around the same time, our family became increasingly convinced that God was leading us to join the group from our church that would help revitalize another local gospel-centred church. This meant leaving the first and only church I had called home for thirteen years. For a while, even thinking about it brought me to tears. My oldest daughter, who had grown up in this church and had formed deep friendships, struggled with the transition as well. Yet throughout the process, God continually reminded both of us that He is worthy of our trust. Even when we do not fully understand His leading at the moment, we can still trust Him and follow Him by faith because He is good and trustworthy.
Yet although I knew God was trustworthy, I still did not know how to bring my pain to Him. Whenever my heart hurt, my instinct was still to seek relief through temporary distractions rather than to take refuge in Him by praying and meditating on His words.
Through these experiences, God gradually exposed the deeper root beneath many of my struggles. I realized that my fear of relational pain had often caused me to protect myself rather than freely love others. It tempted me to seek control in relationships and withdraw when I felt vulnerable.
More importantly, as I reflected on these experiences, God gradually opened my eyes to see that my perspective had become too fixed on this present world. I had slowly begun expecting His gifts to provide what only He Himself could give. As God continued to reshape my perspective, He reminded me of something He had already been teaching me through my daughter. When she was younger, she would often become deeply disappointed when a favorite toy broke or upset with us when we took it away for a good reason. Looking back, I realized I had often responded to God in much the same way. I had become so attached to His gifts that when they brought disappointment or were taken away, my heart became restless instead of trusting His goodness. I was often impatient, harsh, and emotionally distant toward my daughter in those moments. Yet God had never treated me that way. He remained patient, gentle, and steadfast in His love.
As God refocused my heart on Himself, I came to see more clearly that every good thing I enjoy in this life—including every relationship I enjoy—is only a foretaste of what awaits me in the new heavens and the new earth. At the same time, every sorrow, disappointment, and separation is a gracious reminder that this world is not my home.
I also came to understand something I had long known with my mind but had not yet fully embraced with my heart. God created me for a relationship with Himself, and He delights in giving good gifts for me to enjoy. But He never intended any of those gifts to become the source of my ultimate security, satisfaction, or identity. Only He Himself can truly satisfy my heart. As God taught me to take refuge in Him instead of hiding behind the fear of relational pain, I experienced once again the freedom and joy I had first known in Christ.
5. How God Taught Me to Love
Looking back, I came to realize that God was far more concerned with my knowing Him than merely doing things for Him. He was not merely teaching me how to serve Him; He was drawing me into a deeper relationship with Himself.
God graciously showed me that knowing more about Him does not necessarily mean knowing Him more deeply, and being active in ministry does not necessarily mean loving people well. As I reflected on 1 Corinthians 13, I was humbled by Paul’s words that a person can have great spiritual gifts, possess great knowledge, have remarkable faith, give away all he has, and even be willing to sacrifice his own life, yet still lack love. I began to realize that while I genuinely desired to serve God, I could still hold people at arm’s length to protect myself from pain rather than love others as freely as God was calling me to.
Looking back, I finally understood.
I had thought the greatest problem in my heart was fear.
But God showed me that the greater issue was love.
The more I came to know His love, the freer I became to love others without fear.
God also showed me that I cannot truly love in my own strength. Even with sincere motives and a genuine desire to love, I must continually draw near to Him, trust Him, abide in His love, and depend on Him in prayer in order to love others as He has loved me. Otherwise, whenever loving others becomes painful, I quickly drift back toward my old habit of self-protection.
I am deeply thankful that He has freed me from the wall I had built around my heart for so many years. As I take refuge in Him, I find the freedom and strength to love others with joy rather than shrink back in fear of relational pain.
Today, I no longer need to keep people at a distance to protect myself from relational pain. Because my security is found in Christ, I am free to love the people He has placed in my life, even when such love carries the risk of pain from misunderstanding, disappointment, sorrow, or loss. It is through those painful moments that I have come to know His love more deeply, and His grace has proven sufficient for me. I now know the safest place was never behind the wall I built around my heart. It has always been in the steadfast love of Christ.
As I continue to abide in Him, I have been freed to love others—not perfectly, but genuinely and courageously—even when such love requires me to lay down my life.
Jesus said,
“Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends.” — John 15:13
And the words of one of my favourite hymns have also become increasingly precious to me:
“On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; all other ground is sinking sand.”
After God graciously and gently tore down the walls I had built around my heart, I no longer looked on my past—or on my relationships with those I love—with shame or fear. Instead, I began seeking His guidance in prayer, longing to find greater joy in my relationship with Him and to love others according to His will.
I am no longer afraid to let those I love see my weaknesses and struggles. Instead, I am continually learning to embrace them with the same gentleness and patience that God has shown me. When my children are hurting or resisting, I no longer respond with harshness but gently lead them to the Great Physician, trusting Him to bring the healing that only He can give.
It was in the midst of writing this testimony that God led me one step deeper. To my surprise, even after AI and several trusted spiritual mentors thought this testimony was ready to be shared, God still had more to teach me. As I learned to patiently wait on Him rather than settle too quickly, He revealed a much deeper lesson than I had expected when I first began writing. He not only taught me how to love others more freely, but also revealed what a truly loving relationship is and the deepest purpose of every relationship He has given me.
6. God Taught Me What a Loving Relationship Truly Is
Do you always feel you need to do something to build or maintain your relationships? Do you enjoy what your loved ones do more than simply enjoying who they are? Do you delight more in what God does than in who He is?
I did.
But as I walked this journey of reflecting on and writing about my thirteen years as a Christian, God graciously taught me one of the deepest lessons I have learned in my Christian life. He showed me what the goal of every genuine and loving relationship truly is.
I had spent much of my life longing for relationships, fearing relationships, protecting relationships, and grieving broken relationships. Yet I had never stopped to ask why God created relationships in the first place.
As I reflected on the relationships God has given me, He gradually taught me to see that every relationship is both a precious gift from God through which I enjoy and experience His goodness, and an instrument He lovingly uses to make me more like Christ, for the purpose of knowing Him, the Creator of every person and every relationship more personally.
Though loving others as Christ has loved me inevitably brings real pain, it also allows me to experience love, grace, forgiveness, and joy from others—especially from those closest to me. Those closest to me are often the ones who have hurt my heart the most, but they are also the ones I have hurt the most. They are the ones to whom I need to extend the most grace, patience, and forgiveness, yet they are also the ones who have shown me the most grace, patience, and forgiveness.
By His grace, I have learned to love others more as Christ has loved me, while at the same time seeing His love more clearly through those whom He has placed closest to me.
Moreover, God patiently taught me that the goal of every loving relationship is not merely to delight in what someone does for us, but to delight in who they are. I still cannot fully explain how He worked in my heart through the process of writing this testimony, but I found myself simply enjoying the presence of my loved ones more than before. Even quietly watching them laugh, play, and simply be themselves filled my heart with joy. I once found raising my children at home very challenging, but now I find myself increasingly cherishing the privilege of walking alongside them as they grow, and becoming more and more thankful that God has entrusted them to me.
At the same time, through the writing itself, He has been freeing my heart from the pressure of relying on my own efforts to draw near to Him and to love others well. Instead, He is teaching me to rest in Him, delight in who He is, and simply enjoy the desire He has placed in my heart to write down this journey.
Looking back at what I had originally intended to write and comparing it with where God ultimately led my heart—not only for the sake of others, but also for my own—I realized that I had often delighted in God’s works more than in God Himself. Yet His works were never meant to be the destination of my joy; they were always meant to lead me to Himself, drawing me to know Him more, love Him more, and delight increasingly in who He is, not merely in what He has done for me.
As I write these words, my heart is filled with gratitude and praise to God. What a good, gracious, gentle, patient, faithful, and loving God He is.
Over the years, I have come to cherish more deeply the truth expressed in a quote by Pastor John Piper:
“God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him.”
By His grace, the Word of God, which had once become a duty to me, has once again become living and active in my heart. As I abide in Him, many truths in Scripture that I had long believed but had not yet fully understood have become living realities in my life. I find joy in meeting Him through His Word and simply being in His presence each day.
There is still so much more I could say about God’s gracious and powerful work in my life. I also know that He has much sanctifying work to do in me until the day I see Him face to face.
If you were to ask me why I chose to write this testimony now, or what makes this season of God’s work in my life different from all the others, I would simply answer this:
Thirteen years ago, Jesus alone freed me from the penalty of my sin. Through Him, I entered into the relationship my heart had always longed for and was welcomed into a loving and faithful church family where I could grow as His child.
Today, Jesus alone is freeing me from the power of my sin. He is patiently teaching me that He Himself is the greatest joy of the relationship my heart had always longed for. As I delight more deeply in Him—not merely in what He does for me, but in who He is—I find myself increasingly free to love others more genuinely.
One day, Jesus alone will free me from the presence of my sin. On that day, every sorrow, every brokenness, and every tear will finally be gone. I eagerly look forward to delighting in Him perfectly and enjoying a perfect relationship with Him and with all His people forever.
Until then, I will fix my eyes on Christ and follow Him, trusting that His grace is sufficient for every joy and every sorrow He lovingly allows in my life.
“When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.”—1 Corinthians 13:11-12
--The best is yet to come--
A Final Word
If you have never heard the good news of Jesus Christ before, this is the hope that changed my life.
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth and everything in them. He created humanity in His own image so that we might know Him, delight in Him, worship Him, and enjoy Him as our greatest treasure, while also enjoying all the good things He has made.
Yet humanity chose to rebel against God and disobey His command. Sin entered the world, bringing shame, death, and separation from our holy God. It also subjected the whole creation to corruption and the curse. Today, every one of us has sinned and fallen short of the glory of God, distorting the image in which He created us. We cannot remove our own sin, nor can we heal the deepest brokenness of our hearts. One day, every one of us will face death and stand before God’s righteous judgment.
Yet even though we rebelled against Him, God, in His mercy, desired to reconcile us to Himself. He is perfectly just and must judge all sin, but He is also full of love and compassion. Therefore, He sent His one and only begotten Son, Jesus Christ, into the world. Jesus lived the perfect life that we could never live. He willingly died on the cross, bearing the punishment our sins deserved. On the third day, He rose from the dead, defeating sin and death. Today, He lives forever and reigns as the King of kings and the Lord of lords.
Everyone who repents and places their faith in Jesus Christ can receive forgiveness of their sins, be reconciled to God, and receive eternal life. This is not something we can earn through our own goodness or efforts, but a free gift of God’s grace.
Eternal life is not merely living forever; it is knowing the one true God through Jesus Christ and entering into a real, intimate, and everlasting relationship with Him. He alone can truly satisfy the deepest longings of our hearts because He alone can reconcile us to God. In Him we find forgiveness, healing, hope, peace, perfect love, and everlasting joy.
This invitation is open to everyone who comes to Him in faith. If, as you read these words, you sense God stirring your heart, do not harden your heart or ignore His call. Turn to Jesus Christ in repentance and faith. Turn away from living for yourself and turn to Jesus Christ, trusting Him alone for your salvation. Confess your sins to Him, ask Him to forgive you, entrust your life to Him, and follow Him as your Savior and Lord. He will forgive all your sins, reconcile you to God, give you His Holy Spirit to dwell within you —to guide you, comfort you, strengthen you, and remain with you forever.
“Whoever comes to Me I will never cast out.”
— John 6:37
If you are a fellow believer and this testimony has encouraged you, I would be grateful if you would prayerfully consider sharing it with someone who may also be encouraged by it. My prayer is simply that God would use it to point more people to Christ, deepen their trust in Him, and help them rejoice in the Lord always.
Before I close, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude.
First and above all, I thank my Lord Jesus Christ for saving me and for faithfully leading me into the abundant life found in Him.
I am deeply grateful for my family, spiritual mentors, and dear friends that God placed in my life. Through their love, prayers, encouragement, and support, God has graciously shaped my life in ways I could never fully express.
Finally, thank you for taking the time to walk this journey with me. It has been a privilege to share what God has done in my life, and I am truly grateful that you have allowed me to share it with you.
What an amazing privilege—and what amazing grace—it is to know the Creator of the universe, the Most High God, and to have a real, intimate, and beautiful relationship with Him. He is the living God, who speaks to us through the Bible and invites us to respond to Him in prayer. In His grace, He works within us, giving us both the desire and the strength to do His will.
May we all continue to know Him more deeply, rejoice in Him more fully, and love Him with all our heart, soul, mind, and strength.
To God Alone Be All the Glory.
To God be the glory! 🤍
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