Testimonies

Little eyes, ears, and minds can sometimes give us a fresh perspective on concepts we have grown used to. So it was one morning when I asked our 7-year-old what the fear of the Lord meant to her. Her pure answer came as quite a surprise to me. “The fear of Yahweh is Abba having […]

For You, O God, have tested us; You have refined us as silver is refined. You brought us into the net; You laid affliction on our backs. You have caused men to ride over our heads; We went through fire and through water; But You brought us out to rich fulfillment. Psalms 66:10‭-‬12 My late

Why? The question never sated. What did I do wrong? The question usually met with a journey toward the truth. I found myself in chilly halls, alone and in mourning repeatedly in 2015. The first time, after waiting long hours together with my husband, I was left in solitary for an MRI scan. The scan

I’ve never been more distinctly aware of my own human shortcomings and weaknesses, than I have since entering the journey called motherhood. I first came to the realisation of a deeper dependence on Abba when I was about 30 weeks into my first pregnancy. Someone very dear and near to me challenged my heart in

I was 11 the first time I was exposed to pornography. Based on the little I remember, I think I was alone in the house and bored. And I was lonely, as well. The Yellow pages was lying around, and I just started paging through it, wondering if there was someone a child could call

I am writing this in my own words and understanding, and though I am not a writer, I am a victor, and have a remarkable story to share. My prayer is that you also will benefit from my health journey, sufferings, and testimony. This unexpected journey became years of details, as life tends to do,