When I was 8 years old, I gave my life to Christ… but for the wrong reason. They had shown, I think it was the “left behind” movie in church, and I can still remember the last scene vividly.

Those who didn’t make rapture had to either take the mark of the antichrist or starve. The lady in the movie who didn’t get the mark was shown walking to a guillotine with her head about to be cut off. 😳😟

You can imagine watching that as an 8 year old. I ran to the altar terrified, alongside many other children my age, to surrender my life to Jesus. I didn’t want to miss the rapture and I didn’t want to starve from not taking the mark. 

Phew! Side note- this is not the way to introduce children to Jesus!

It was in a small fellowship in secondary school Year 3 (or JSS 3 as we call it in Nigeria) that I rededicated my life to Jesus. I saw other girls who worshipped God and seem hungry for Jesus and I wanted that too. This time I made Jesus Lord and Saviour of my life because I understood his love for me.

I am grateful for the gift of salvation. I am grateful for a relationship with Jesus. I am grateful that I don’t live in fear of missing the rapture or not going to heaven.

It took me a while to appreciate what Jesus did for me on the cross, I still don’t know the half of it. To realise that if I was the only one on earth God would have still sent Jesus to die for me because He loves me.

Even if there was no rapture or an afterlife in heaven, I cannot deny the goodness of God in my life and what the trinity means to me.

Through good and bad times on this journey, even when I do not understand, I still trust in The One who created me because He has promised to never leave me nor forsake me.