gisele-gisubizo

[gisele-gisubizo]

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thank you sooo much

[gisele-gisubizo]

Dear Beloved,

If there’s something to be unashamed of—something to take true pride in—it’s knowing Christ. I used to think differently, but now, if only I could wear a banner saying, “Oh, how I love Jesus…”

I’ve been thinking about how I can help spread the message of Jesus—how He’s good, kind, loving, and gentle at heart. At first, I was confused about how to go about it, but then the Spirit whispered to me, “social media,” and I thought, “Waiiiittt… really?” So here I am, telling you how good God is, how He can transform your life, take you to places you never imagined, and fill you with fulfillment you didn’t know was possible.

Dear beloved, knowing God isn’t just for the elderly or those burdened with life; it’s for anyone who’s fortunate enough to be breathing. He’s the missing piece you keep searching for in the wrong places. He’s the peace and happiness you pursue earnestly, but often in the wrong direction.

I’m here to tell you that heaven awaits, and it won’t be complete without you. You matter far more than you realize. For you, the Father would leave everything behind in search of you, so don’t take yourself lightly. Come home—He’s waiting for you.

This is the story of how I found my way back home.

Where should I start? Okay, let’s begin with the part where we first met. It was on a particularly bad day, and I decided to follow my sister to church—not because I felt like praying, but because I needed something to occupy my mind for the rest of the day.

I noticed a guy around my age, though he seemed a bit older, preaching about the gospel. As I sat there, not really paying attention, something he said caught my ear. I started to listen closely, and I was amazed, wondering how someone my age could know so much about Christ.

Mind you, I was a Christian, but I realize now that if anyone had dared to ask me if I prayed, my answer would’ve been, “My mom prays” (as if that was enough, haha).

The next day, while talking with some boy at church, he said something that struck me deeply: “For some people, life never changes—only the years do.”

Those words hit hard. They at least prompted me to make a simple prayer that would change my life: “God, I know You can—please change my life.”

And that’s how, for the first time, I met Jesus and my life indeed, changed.

"Something about the name Jesus… la la la…" That’s the song that always comes to mind whenever I think about Him. During my transition, the first things I noticed were peace and joy—e dey flow. I used to be the worrying, judgmental, anxious, and quick-to-anger type, but trust me, I can’t tell you exactly when or how that changed. I don’t know if it took days or months.

It’s never easy, so don’t push yourself too hard. It’s not you but Him working within you. The first thing the Spirit led me to do was read the Bible daily. What surprised me most was that, although I had been reading the Bible since I was a kid, this felt entirely different. It was like things had only ever been on the surface, never deep. Even words everyone seemed to know by heart, like "Jesus loves me," felt new and overwhelming to me.

This made me even more interested. I joined a church and started enjoying gospel songs, which was a journey on its own because I didn’t know any of them. This is when I realized I wasn’t truly a Christian before—I was only Christian by name.

The journey is still ongoing, and even if it’s just a single step at a time, I will make it as long as I don’t stop or go backward. Following Jesus is a choice you make every day.

It's never too late to come home. In our Father’s house, everything you've ever longed for is there, given freely because it’s His joy to lavish us with good things. He’s not just a Father; He’s a friend, a brother—He’s everything to those who know Him. He’s been there since the beginning, and He knew you first. No, it wasn’t your mother—it was Him.

Why pay a high cost for something He offers freely? I wouldn’t, and you don’t have to either. Come home. Don’t walk—run. Heaven is waiting for you.