My Salvation Story

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I thought that my first real post should be on my salvation story. I love hearing salvation stories. There is something so beautiful when you hear stories of transformation. Acts 1:8 (NLT)

But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes upon you. And you will be my witnesses, telling people about me everywhere - in Jerusalem, throughout Judea, in Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.”

This was Jesus talking. I believe that when He said that we will be His witnesses, it was not just about preaching what is in the bible. Yes, that is involved, but the world is dying to see how God can transform lives in this present age. Also, let’s just consider the definition of a witness. The Cambridge dictionary defines a witness as a person who sees an event happening.

Although the bible is beautiful, we were not present when those things happened. So, what we are witnessing to others is how God has personally transformed our lives. This obviously does not replace preaching the gospel, but your own experience in Christ makes salvation seem more attainable to the world.

My salvation story is not as dramatic as some others but it still speaks of God’s redemptive power. To be honest, I am really hazy on the details of how I got saved. I know I was a child, a really small child. I do not think I was up to seven years old. It was at church, the Methodist church and probably during Sunday School. I know that I responded to the altar call so many times. So, I got saved as a kid.

I had always known about Daddy and Jesus, although I cannot say I fully understood them. I still do not fully understand them anyway. I used to hear my mum talk about the Holy Spirit. But the first time I became aware of Him was when we had a vigil in church and people were falling (also known as being slain in the Spirit) around me. This left me bewildered. I asked my mum, “Why are these people falling?” And her reply was that the people were being delivered by the Holy Spirit. Hence, I came to two (erroneous) conclusions: the first was that people that fall under the anointing are demon-possessed; the second was that the Holy Spirit was that guy that delivered demon-possessed people, of which I was not a part and therefore, I did not need the Holy Spirit. Obviously, now I know better.

As I grew up, I was constantly being bombarded with God as my parents are firm believers in training up a child in the way he (in this case, she) should go. I went to different Christian programs with my parents. We were no longer attending regular church, but I did not notice the lack of the regular church because every week, we had SeedRoyal, we had House of Prayer, and we (the children) still attended other churches. My parents also sent me to Christian schools. The name of my primary school was Christ Is The Answer (CITA). Clearly, there was no way I was escaping God.

Once I got into secondary school, I started ‘out-growing’ Jesus. I never really understood the true gospel of Jesus Christ. However, I was such a goody-two-shoes that I never indulged in openly-bad behaviour. Obviously, I was sinning, not just open ones.

The summer of 2008, I spent a week in my cousin’s house. During that week, I went to her church and the pastor was praying for all the children. As she prayed for us children, people started manifesting (a.k.a. scattering chairs). I was just praying that when she got to me, that I would not start manifesting. When she got to my turn, she prayed for me and then she asked me who I came with. I did not manifest, but I was scared that maybe I was a witch and I did not know. I told her I came with my aunt and she called for my aunt. She told my aunt something. When it was over, I asked my aunt what she said and my aunt told me that she said that I was going to leave Christianity at some point. To be honest, many years have passed and I cannot really remember what my aunt said. It is also a possibility that the pastor did not say what my aunt told me. However, those words stuck with me for a long while. It was only in 2018 that I concluded that God will not let me go.

In school, I had a dream about rapture. Till now, I can still see the dream in my head. I was not raptured, to my dismay. I had read the Left Behind series and the events that took place with and after rapture scared me so much so when I woke up from that dream, I was terrified. But I did not do anything about the dream. When I got home for the holidays, I had another dream about rapture. In the second dream, rapture did not actually take place. Instead, we were looking into some kind of crystal ball and if you saw something in it, it means you will be raptured. However, if you did not see anything in the crystal ball, it means you will not be raptured. I did not see anything in the crystal ball.

When I woke up, I was so shaken. I rushed to my parents’ room and told them I had a bad dream. I am not sure I even discussed the dream with them but something changed after the dream. I devoted 30 minutes of my prep time to reading the bible and I started from Genesis. There was a dramatic change in my life. My grades were even doing really great. I went up 10 positions in school. However, this new found love for God was short-lived as I got distracted by youthful exuberance. What I really mean is a boy, whom we will call ‘the boy’.

During this period, I had a dream. In the dream, a demon tried to oppress me and I rebuked her (the demon was female) and told her to leave me alone as I am a child of God. Well she replied with a laugh and said that I had a boyfriend. (Obviously, having a boyfriend does not mean that a demon will oppress you. In fact no demon has such right!) I was shocked to say the least.

I actually found the dream humorous. This dream randomly came up when I was gisting with some friends. As I told them, they looked at themselves weirdly and I asked what was up. Apparently, one of them had a similar dream about me. They were part of Prayer Group (this was just a group of students praying) in my school and they invited me to come. Another friend of mine had invited me to join but I declined because I was still trying to look as ‘cool’ as possible. During one of the prayer group sessions, someone came to my class and told me that one of them was calling me and she’s in Prayer Group. I was slightly irritated because why was she calling me? Was I her junior? However, the person seemed like something serious was going on, so I went to the prayer group. When I got there, I saw her, but it wasn’t her that was talking to me. It was God talking through her. She was saying, “Nsikan, come back to me. I’m giving you your last chance.”

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Looking back on my life and even presently, I realised that wasn’t the last chance that God extended to me. I was ruled by the fear of God letting me go and I would end up in hell for the longest time. I did everything in my relationship with God with that mindset until God broke through in 2018 and showed me He will never leave me. Also, fear should never be a motivation to surrender your life to Jesus. 1 John 4:18 (NLT)

Such love has no fear, because perfect love expels all fear. If we are afraid, it is for fear of punishment, and this shows that we have not fully experienced his perfect love.

I know that I included more than the actual salvation story; I decided to add a bit of my transformation journey. I would also like to know your salvation story and parts of your transformation journey that you are willing to share, please tell us in the comment section. It will definitely encourage me and others.

If you do not have a salvation story, I want you to know that Jesus loves you! Yes, you! Over 2,000 years ago, God sent His beloved Son to die for your sins to unite you with Him. God desires you. He wants you. Life without Him is filled with unnecessary struggle and strive. Accept God’s love today. He loves you so much, He sent this blogpost your way.

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