Christmas has its Cradle and Easter has its Cross. In April, we commemorated Christ’s crucifixion on Good Friday and His resurrection on the third day. The cross was what began and kept me in my journey of faith.
In my first job, I was sent for training at a training school situated on a hill in a converted colonial house. Some people said that the house––built during the colonial days––was very old and haunted. That scared me and I shared it with my late mother. As she went to a mission school and knew the cross, she immediately took me to a goldsmith to buy a cross pendant. She did not say anything but she believed the cross to have the power to ward off evil forces. I did not know God then, but the cross still gave me an immediate assurance of peace and protection.
I once had colleagues who would use their excess lunchtime for worship and fellowship in the empty general office. That was when I started learning and singing Christian songs. A particular song, “How Great Is Our God”, has stuck with me to date. I still remember the lyrics we sang: How great is our God. How great is His name. He’s the greatest of all and He’s always the same. He rolled back the waters of the mighty Red Sea, and He said: I’ll lead you if you follow me.
My colleagues were my seed planters. A friend of one even gave me her very old KJV bible which I still hold today. I eventually accepted Christ during the mass altar call at an evangelistic event and was then baptised, over 30 years ago, along with all my immediate family members. This faith milestone came with abundant grace and blessings as the Lord saw each of us through our respective lives.
I found myself on unfamiliar grounds with each new job that I moved into but I relied on God amidst my feelings of inadequacies. By God’s grace, my work efforts were also acknowledged. Praise be to God.
Jesus came to earth to serve; not to be served. Based on this, and knowing I have to work out my salvation, I always look out for opportunities to serve because serving others is akin to serving Him.
I am grateful to our great God for watching over the seed that was planted in me decades ago and for growing me into what I am today. Indeed, our God is an almighty God with the power to roll back the mighty Red Sea to create a strip of dry land to save the lives of His beloved people. Amen.