This testimony is from a young woman from Kapsobet which is in western Kenya. One of her classmates who had recently believed in Christ shared the booklets with her. This is wonderful news, as the world would have only trained, experienced “holy people” share their faith with others.
“My name is Maurine, and I can now confidently say I am a child of God and that Christ Jesus is my Savior. I would not have said this three years ago.
I have been so disrespectful and disobedient to my parents ever since I was a small girl. I was suspended many times from school due to a lack of discipline. My parents were tired of me, and they sent me to school with a final warning that if I was suspended again, that would be the end of their efforts for me.
Indeed, I was suspended, but this time I ended up in a juvenile prison after injuring my teacher with a piece of metal. This made me hate my parents as I did not have the freedom that I enjoyed at home. Three years went by and then, I got out of prison.
I wanted to take revenge on my parents. As I started back to school, I saw a friend of mine who was reading a booklet. I moved closer just to find out what she was reading. My friend had changed a lot, and I wanted to know what was going on in her life. That is when she told me that she has now believed in Christ, and that she is back home. I took a look at the booklet, but that was all.
Days went by. My friend visited me and kept insisting that I read the booklets. I agreed to read them, but only with her. Through the lessons, I learned more about sin and God. Arriving at the lesson which talks of the laws of God (The ten commandments), I learned that God is our father, and if we disobey our parents even just once, God is not happy and can punish us as he did with Adam and Eve. I asked myself how many times had I disobeyed my parents, yet they still loved me. Does this mean that God loves me too?
My friend took me to her pastor who prayed for me and helped me to ask my parents for forgiveness. I remember how my Mum cried for me when my Dad had some time ago told me that I was not his child. I knelt before my dad, and asked him to forgive me. I was so happy for it was the first time that my Dad had hugged me in many years. I believe that even Christ must have hugged me that day.
We are now a happy family again. Thank you for the chronological booklets.”
Maurine.