Confessions And Testimonies

Confessions And Testimonies

There’s a difference between confession and testimony. The confession of the WORD and the testimony of God’s WORD are not the same.
When we confess the Word, we are responding to God’s Word in agreement with Him. Confession brings us the blessings of salvation. If I’ve been in a mess, or I’ve found myself in
some predicament, maybe sickness, disease or affliction; I’ll confess the Word and by my confession I’ll catapult myself into the liberty of the children of God, because confession brings salvation.
“For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation…” (Romans 10:10 KJV)
Testimony is different from confession. Testimony is bearing witness while Confession is speaking the same things in consent. It is speaking the same things in response to God’s Word. Testimony is bearing witness of Him.
Oh! How important this is, the testimony of a Christian. The devil likes to stop us from testifying but brothers and sisters, it is important to testify. It’s just that some people don’t know what testimony is. Someone may say, “I lost my bunch of keys but praise God I found it”. That’s not a testimony because there’s more to testimony than that. Though it’s beautiful, but it should lead to testimony. The testimony in that is the faithfulness of God. So you say “I come out and testify of the faithfulness of God, on such and such a date, this and that happened but praise God it turned out for my good”. What you are testifying, is to the faithfulness of God.
In this month, testify to the grace of God in your life. Testify to the efficacy of the Word of God in your life; testify to His love in your life. As a child of God, you have a testimony! Testify of your victories in Christ. Testify of what he has done in your life. Don’t wait to feel it or see it first, testify! The bible says, “they overcame him by the blood of the lamb and the word of their testimony…” (Revelations 12:11). So testimony gives you the victory over Satan. Glory to God!

JESUS CALLED ME BY PASTOR BIODUN LAWAL. (TESTIMONIES)

JESUS CALLED ME BY PASTOR BIODUN LAWAL.

My name is Pastor Biodun Lawal. I am the zonal pastor of Christ Embassy Accra, Ghana and I want to thank our man of God, our pastor, our coach and our father for the opportunity to share my salvation testimony with you.

I title it Jesus Called Me. I was born and raised up in a Muslim house, my parents were Muslims.

I was trained as a kid to go to Quranic School and on how to lead prayers in the mosque as well. I grew up as a Muslim learning the things that a young Muslim should do.

As at that time, my parents had a lot of Christian friends and at the age of five my parents allow me to follow their friends children to church (Sunday school) and that was my first encounter with Christianity. All the things that we were taught at the Sunday school didn’t make sense to me then because I only followed the children to go and play.

Then suddenly, my parents stopped me from attending the Sunday school because they had wanted me to focus on their religion which is Islam. They were so passionate about that because they wanted to raise me as a good Muslim.

When they stopped me, I didn’t feel bothered because I knew then that I was not suppose to be in church as a Muslim, but that was my first encounter with Christianity. After that, I didn’t go to any church till I graduated from the university and I was posted to do my national youth service in Nigeria.

We normally have what we called the national youth service where every graduate from the university has to go and do their service and I was posted to the North Eastern part of Nigeria, the city of Maiduguri in Borno state to serve. To me that was very good, I loved it because I thought within myself that now I am going to the north to meet the real Muslims and to learn the real Islam.

Fortunately for me I was posted to lecture in a polytechnic and in that polytechnic we had a corper’s quarter where all the youth corper’s lived and among all of them, I was the only Muslim there, all the others were Christians but I didn’t bother because I had already made friends with a lot of lectures who were Muslims in the school and I followed them to mosque and stayed in their company but any time I returned back to my quarters my friends that were Christians tried to show me a lot of things about Christianity but I didn’t use to border about it because I was more interested in learning more about Islam. Something happened while I was there doing my national service and that changed my mind set, my conception and my attitude towards Islam.

At that time there was a religious riot that took place in the northern part of Nigeria and I was a witness to it and I saw the way the Muslim fanatics were killing people, murdering people, maiming people, rendering so many people homeless and destroying so many lives, I was shocked to see that kind of behavior, that kind of wickedness coming from this people and I began to ask myself questions, I became ashamed to identify myself with them because I couldn’t imagine a human person killing another human person in the name religion, I became so ashamed of myself and I began to question this religion (islam). There were so many questions in my heart that demanded answers so I was looking for answers.

Apart from looking for answers there was this emptiness in my heart, this deep hunger in my soul to know the truth and to know more about God. I had a lot of Christian friends in the quarter who used to tell me about Christianity but I never listened to them.

So I began to give attention to what other people are saying and this continued and I became more interested in hearing other people’s opinion about God till I went back home. Getting back to home, the question was still in my heart, I still remembered the wickedness, the behavior and attitude of these Muslim fanatics, how they killed so many people and I was not happy about it at all.

Remember I went to the north to serve because I thought I will learn about real Islam and be with real Muslims but when I saw what real Islam was about and what real Muslim was all about I had a change of attitude. So when I got back to the house I was no longer comfortable about going back to the mosque even though I used to go to the mosque once in a while, I began to stay indoors, then one day I saw a bible, a Gideon’s Bible, how it entered into my room till today i don’t know and I can’t say how that bible entered into my room, but I saw that bible and I began to read that bible.

Remember, I told you I had so many questions about God so I said to myself let me look into this bible maybe I will find the answers there. I began to read and study the bible and something strange happened to me.

I began to have dreams and see people ascending to heaven. Before then Jesus started appearing to me in my dream, I started seeing Jesus in my dream, started seeing people ascending to heaven and I was on earth looking at them ascend to heaven, many times I tried to grab their legs but they will leave me behind and I saw myself crying in the dream then Jesus spoke to me.

Anytime I woke up from such dreams I go back to my bible and study more. So I stopped going out and stopped playing with my friends, 24 hours I will be indoors studying.

My parents began to wonder what was wrong with me, they will come to my room often and ask me what the problem was, whether I was sick, whether I was ok, I just told them I was ok and that I wanted to be indoors. Then one day as I was studying the bible I decided to go and study the book of revelation, think about it, so I opened to the book of revelation just to read and have an idea because I had so many unanswered questions, what will be the signs of the end times, what was on God’s mind, as a young Muslim boy I had so many questions so I went and studied the book of revelation.

In reading the book of revelation, I saw so many things that surprised me, baffled me and made me more afraid, I saw that Jesus is coming again, I began to see the fire and brim stone and the hale and the punishment that will come to the wicked. As I studied I began to see many people running away from the judgment that is about to come to the world.

I began to ask myself questions that, if this judgment happens how will I escape it. Then I came to one conclusion that if I am going to have a life of true peace “I am using the word peace because Islam prides itself in true peace”, it can only be by Jesus Christ.

Then on 15th December 1992, on a Tuesday night, I knelt down beside my bed, alone in that room with the consciousness of Jesus Christ, I gave my life, my heart and soul to Jesus Christ and I made Jesus Christ the Lord of my life. From that night I never entered the mosque again and I stayed indoors.

My dad came into my room one day and saw me reading the bible, he didn’t say anything, he went back to the sitting room and he sent for me. I had already made up my mind on the day I gave my life to Christ that, anybody that compels me to go back to Islam, I will fight the person.

So I went to the sitting room and my dad said to me “ I have been coming to your room and I have seen you read the bible, you have stopped going to the mosque, I hope you are not a Christian, I looked at him eye bore to eye bore then I said to him, dad I am no longer a Muslim, I am now a Christian and I will never enter the mosque again, he was surprised and shocked not knowing what to do or what to say, he just said ok, if that is what you want that is ok and he never asked me again till today. After I gave my life to Christ, there was now the question of which church to attend because I had never been to church since I was raised up in the church.

I had this friend whose was a family friend as well, we were born together and raised up together but he had already become a Christian. So the next day after giving my heart to Christ I went to his house but I was told he had gone to church, I went there again I was told he had not returned from the church, I went there again in the evening and he was still not back from church.

His house to my house is about 30 minutes walk, so I went home and came back to his house around 11pm because I was hungry for something, I went to his room but he was sleeping so I tapped him and whispered to him that, I will like to follow him to church on Sunday, then I left like that. Then the first thing in the morning he ran to my house and asked me whether he heard something from me yesterday, was he dreaming, did I say I was following him to church, I said emphatically yes, he was so happy, he was shouting and rejoicing.

On 20th of December 1992, I stepped into Christ Embassy, my friend brought me to Christ Embassy and I have been in Christ Embassy ever since then, I have not stepped into any church, I have not gone to any other church to hear the word of God and that why I want to thank my pastor, my father and my life coach, my prophet and my apostle, Pastor, thank you so much for all your investments over all this years in my life, everything I know in the bible you taught me, you raised me up and you imparted me so much with your anointing. Thank you so much Sir.

I love you.

Jesus Loves Me! - My Testimony Rev. Tom Amenkhienan

Jesus Loves Me! - My Testimony
Rev. Tom Amenkhienan

I was born into a Roman Catholic family setting, with a strong influence of the Roman Catholic culture running through the entire family because my maternal Grandparents had been very committed and recognized leaders in the Roman Catholic Church.

I was baptized and confirmed at an early age and soon enlisted as an Altar Boy (Mass Server). At this early age, the Priests and Reverend Fathers in charge of our local assembly (mostly foreigners, especially from Ireland), deliberately sought to groom, tailor and mentor me in the direction of becoming a Roman Catholic Priest, encouraging me to attend the Seminary once I came of age.

I grew up with this background and was indoctrinated in it until I had my first encounter with another Christian Group in my Secondary School days when a group from the Scripture Union organized a fellowship in our school and preached the gospel to me. I attended a few of their fellowship meetings and tried to practice their teachings on holy living.

I soon gave up on this, because of the shallow understanding of the doctrine of salvation that I had at the time. My elder brother who by now had been born again and was in the University had a strong desire to pioneer a new Youth Fellowship in my school.

Despite several efforts that he made to actualize this, because of my earlier experience, I happened to be one of those who didn’t take him quite seriously and chose to remain a committed practicing Roman Catholic. Later on in life however, I would again encounter and identify with a Christian youth group not associated with my Roman Catholic extraction, but this time, my life was never to be the same.

Precisely during the 1983/1984 academic session in my earlier days in the university, I was invited by a course mate to a fellowship meeting on our University Campus. On the set date, I accompanied him to the meeting expressing obvious disinterest.

With my books in hand, ready to leave at the slightest opportunity, I reluctantly attended the meeting ensuring to take a seat close to the exit to ease my departure once I got dissatisfied. As the meeting progressed, I found myself enthused by happenings in the arena which at the time were strange and foreign to me, but which I later was made to understand were the demonstration of the Spirit and power of God.

Ministering up the platform was a captivating young gentleman, our man of God, Pastor Chris, simply known at the time as Bro. Christian along with some other leaders of the fellowship.

The manifestations of the gift of the Word of Knowledge were so abundant; different cases were mentioned relating to different people present in the meeting. There was such an abundance of signs wonders and miracles, that I became oblivious of the world around me.

At a point, as “Bro. Christian” ministered to a particular young lady she suddenly found herself lifted off the ground and suspended in the air.

One miracle in particular that shook me up completely was when a Word of Knowledge was given about my own roommate. As the word came forth, it addressed an inner ailment which he had kept secret for many years, confiding only in me.

He came out and was healed of the sickness. At this time, it became absolutely impossible for me to think of leaving the venue.

I was feeling a discomfort and unrest which I couldn’t explain and then the call for salvation (altar call) was made. I fought back an urge to respond to the call, but my friend who had invited me came over to persuade me to do so.

I argued with him, saying that I didn’t have to, since no word was given concerning me specifically. I however gave in to his nudging and went forward to receive Christ into my heart.

As soon as I was led to Christ, my eyes and heart were opened to an entirely new realm of life. I’m always excited to recall that I received the glorious Holy Spirit that same day.

When hands were laid on me to receive the Holy Ghost, it felt like a surge of electricity coursing through my entire being and immediately, I spoke in tongues profusely. When the meeting ended, I was transfixed for a while in the Glory of God’s presence that had experienced.

I just couldn’t leave the arena, so I immediately made myself available to the technical personnel, assisting to disconnect and pack up their equipments. Since that day, I’ve never looked back, but have remained in the centre of activities of that fellowship which gave birth to the global and ever-expanding ministry we have today.

So I always like to say that I received salvation in the days of supernatural firebrand evangelism and I haven’t had a single regret since then as I have been blessed by the mentorship and leadership of our beloved man of God from the first day till now. Every member of my family have all since been born again and serving the Lord fervently at various leadership levels in the ministry.

Some of them I led to Christ personally, but all of them have been deeply influenced by this glorious life I have in Christ. I’d like to use this opportunity to express my gratitude to my man of God, Rev. Chris Oyakhilome (PhD) as I always would. Pastor, you are my father, my friend, my mentor, my prophet and my hero.

Following you all these years has made life worthwhile. I can only but imagine how uninspiring life may have been if I had gone in the direction I had thought out for myself.

But the supernatural intrusion of your person and message into the course of my life knocked me into a new orbit and has delivered me into a glorious experience of life; the Higher Life. I’d forever be grateful to you Sir for the place you have and continue to occupy in my life, after Christ, it is you Pastor Chris.

Thank you for bringing me the gospel, leading me into salvation and leading me daily in the life of righteousness and devoted service to the Lord. I can never thank you enough Sir.

I love you from the depth of my heart. Praise the Lord!

Fuji Artiste Adewale Ayuba Shares Testimony Of His Conversation To Christianity

Popular Fuji singer Adewale Ayuba, 49, has spoken about his fear of being killed after he converted to Christianity six years ago.

During a recent Sunday Thanksgiving service at the Redeemed Christian Church of God City of David parish, Adewale Ayuba » gave his testimony of how he became a Christian.

According to him he became a born-again Christian in 2010. Before then Adewale Ayuba revealed that Imams would pray for him but he will
still go upstairs to pray with a Bible.

He also stated that he was scared he would get killed if he converted to Christianity because he sang about the Hajj, and his Islamic faith on his songs. Also the Fuji genre was embedded deeply in the religion.

One day in 2010 he told his Imams that he had changed to Christianity, and revealed that his kids were already Christians. Adewale Ayuba also revealed that he attended Watch Night service every December 31 of each year.

According to the musician who is popularly known as Mr. Johnson, God has opened doors of blessing for him since he became a Christian.

“I thank God for choosing me, I thank God for calling me. I thank God for giving me the Lord Jesus Christ as my Lord and saviour. And I am proud to be a Christian” Adewale Ayuba said during his testimony.