Failure is probably the best word to describe me. I was demoted to a lower section in high school. I failed an easy subject on college. And I was rejected by the people I love. It was during these tough days when God slowly revealed Himself to me. I was faithless, but I continued to pray. I was desperately hoping that tomorrow will be different. But as time passed, my situation didn’t change. Everything stayed the same expect for one thing – me. God was slowly changing me.

I came to know the Lord when my friends invited me to a youth camp. I did not understand most of what they said, but I was convinced to follow Jesus. My hunger for Christ grew radically that no worship or church activity was enough to satisfy my passion. Eventually, I got involved in a born-again church. My relationship with Jesus deepened when I came to know more about the Word of God through personal discipleship. My biblical foundations grew stronger and eventually, I started leading my own bible study group.

Acts 13:47 says, For so the Lord has commanded us, saying, I have made you a light for the Gentiles, that you may bring salvation to the ends of the earth.

Now, you’re probably wondering if I still see myself as a failure. Yes, I am still a failure, a sinner and a lost person who became victorious, forgiven and loved only because of Jesus Christ.

Whenever we feel that we’ve lost it all and it’s seems like we are all alone, Jesus tells us that He has never forgotten about you.

Can a woman forget her nursing child,
that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb?
Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you.
(Isaiah 49:15)