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I gave my life to Jesus in 1988 at Uhuru Park Gardens in Nairobi Kenya. It was during the first Christ for all Nations’ (CfAN) Kenyan crusade. It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon and we had been allowed out of school for this evangelistic outing from Kambui Girls High School where I was a form 6 student then.

We had been handpicked 2 students per class from form 1 to form 6. I don’t know why I had been picked but God must have had a purpose. Anyway, it was always a special honor to leave school for an outing of any kind since it was a boarding school.

Having been in Kambui Girls for 6 years (since joining form 1 in 1983), I had attended lots of Sunday Services, actually every Sunday at school and a number of Christian Challenge Weekends. I had heard about salvation in all these forums and also from my classmates some of whom had come to know the Lord in the course of time since joining form 1.

I had always wondered why I needed to become a born-again Christian as I considered myself a lover of God and was not opposed to the Trinity or the Bible and I actually thought I lived pretty much “a holy” life. As a practicing Catholic, even active in the Catholic Action Group (CA) in my High School, why would the Lord not allow me to live with Him eternally, why and how can I go to hell and I’m a good girl? I always argued within myself and never appeared to go beyond this reasoning. 

It took 6 years of being told about the love of God by the born-again students at school and being explained to that what I had were like “filthy rugs before God” as it was my own righteousness – talk about brutal truth. I was so confident of my self-righteousness that I even dared my born-again Christian friends that “if being filled with the Holy Spirit was as a result of being holy, then I was ready to join them to prove I was holy where they would witness me getting Holy Spirit filled”. Now I know this was self-pride but then I was genuinely convinced I was ok. I was honest-wrong. 

In all calmness and loving manner, these friends did take me to where they met during the break times, under a huge tree, to pray for those seeking to be filled with the Holy Spirit. They would all leave speaking in new tongues except for me as per their prediction, I would leave this meeting more wounded and confused wondering why the Holy Spirit was not coming upon me. 

“Monicah”, I remember Irene saying, “there is no way the Spirit of God can fill you because He only fills holy vessels, cleansed by the blood of Jesus, which happens only when you accept Jesus and become born-again”. I was truly wondering what was wrong but it appeared they were right. This never made sense to me.

I had a deep admiration for my born-again Christian friends. All they would talk about was Jesus and I wanted that. I could tell there was a peace and a calmness they had that I never had. I could see the way they carried themselves was very different to how others carried themselves including us who were in the Catholic Action (CA) group.

The CA students, me included, were particularly fond of singing back to the born-again Christians when they shared Christ with us that “onatungicambio muno niundu wa ritwa raike, Maria mutheru ndagatiga gukumio” meaning (it didn’t matter how much they told us about Mary the mother of Jesus not being the focus but Jesus should be, we vowed, we would continue to praise her anyway). 

The reason I tell you my struggles before I came to Jesus in an active faith-sharing environment for 6 years, is because I realize it is by the grace of God that I’m born again today. I wrestled for those 6 years until that day at Uhuru Park under the blaring voice of Evangelist Bonnke and thud of the giant equipment, as I was at the front near the Diaz, when I finally got saved. What a journey! 

I remember the preaching from start to finish. I remember the multitudes answering to the alter call and walking in droves to the front to accept salvation. It was this sight of multitudes and a whisper in my spirit that did it. I could hear, it must have been the Holy Spirit, “If all these people are coming to accept Jesus as Lord and Savior, why do you think it is different for you that you will be allowed to heaven without Jesus? This was a great conviction. I clearly knew I was not any special and if Jesus was the only way to heaven, then I had to accept Him because I wanted to live eternally with God.

So, I got saved in protest. My exact words to Jesus were “if you save people, and you think I need to be saved, and that if I don’t get saved I won’t go to heaven because I fall short, then save me” And so I raised my hand and said the sinner’s prayer but lo and behold I felt nothing. 

However, the CU chairlady, a fellow student, had seen my hand go up and had excitedly come over to me and said “welcome to the kingdom, I see you gave your life to Jesus”. She was so happy for me but I cowed away as I had wanted to be saved in secret so I answered her to put her off, “I feel nothing anyway” to what she responded “don’t worry, that is the beginning of everything”

Somewhat puzzled about what had happened and not quite feeling a dramatic change, I joined the rest of the girls back to Kambui Girls after the crusade. Everyone was very excited about those who had given their lives to Jesus.

We got to school late and everyone was asleep so we went straight to bed. Early in the morning before breakfast we used to have preps or study time. I went to class as usual still pondering what had happened the previous night. Word had however gone round that I had become saved. So as soon as I stepped into class, all my classmates were on my case. They asked me “is it true Monicah that you got saved?” 

I couldn’t hide so I owned up and said “yes”. As soon as I did that, I cannot tell you what happened but I felt like a wall that separated me and heaven had crumbled and an immediate connection with heaven was established. I got a connection from straight from God to my heart. It is like something fell off my eyes of faith and I could now see God clearly. For sure something divine had happened. I knew that I had become right with God and that I was born again and a deep desire to honour God then flooded my heart. I felt immeasurable joy. I wanted to tell everybody about this assurance that had come upon me, one that I had sought about my relationship with God since I joining form 1 6 years earlier.

 I knew I had become born-again and I was now ready than ever before to be filled with the Holy Spirt. I could now understand what my born-again Christian friends had been telling me all along. Sure enough, the following 2 or so days we were laid hands on in a session of being filled with the Holy Spirit. Immediately, I bubbled forth with new tongues and great joy and boldness and a deep love for God enveloped me. I had been baptized with the Holy Spirt. This was another heavenly experience. I did not want to stop speaking in the new tongues. My heart was bubbling with joy under a new revelation of the divine. Truly my life had been eternally changed further by this experience! 

I was now ready to stand in the hall in front of the whole school and tell everyone that Jesus loved them. I didn’t care who took me seriously or not – all I knew was that I had found something beautifully divine and that I was eternally connected with God and that everyone needed it too.

So, my journey of faith in God had begun earnestly back then. I thank God for His mercies that have kept me this far. This faith saw me through Moi University which I joined as a young believer and where I was taught how to study Gods word, how to pray, how to fast and many other foundational truths as per the word of God. 

My faith in Jesus opened a door for my first Job after University and this is what has led to my career today. It is this faith in Jesus that gave me a husband and a family. This faith turned my life around for better for good and I’m always grateful for what the Lord has done. He has done so much for me that I cannot tell it all.

I love Jesus deeply and know He loves me back and indeed He loved me first. My prayer is that I do not sin against the Lord. I pray to please Him for my bible tells me that I was created for His pleasure. In everything I do, whether I eat or drink, my prayer is that I do it all to the honor and glory of God

Jesus is life to me. Jesus is all I need. I can say like David said, “I was young and now I’m old, yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken nor their children begging bread” I have first-hand account of His favour and goodness upon my life. 

My question to you today is “Do you know Jesus? Would you like to know Him?
He is the only Name given to men by God by which we MUST be SAVED. Secure your ticket to heaven by accepting Him as Lord and Saviour. If I can be of any help in leading you to the Lord, I’m here and willing

Blessings