My Second Chance

When I was around 16 years old, the Gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ reached my home. At the time, there were very few believers in high school or college, so it was very difficult to remain firm in the faith. My walk with the Lord back then didn’t last more than a year and a half before I strayed from the faith, carried away by the things that drew the youth of my generation. The next ten years became the worst years of my life, and this is often the common outcome for those who stray from the Lord. When I received opportunities and open doors, chaos, ruin, and a curse would suddenly set in. Everything turned against me. It was the worst time of my life.

I tried to resist, and when someone strays from the Lord, they try to survive and come up with one solution after another. There came a moment when I just couldn't anymore, and I surrendered. I left my house in tears and began walking through the streets, talking to God, saying, “I don’t know where to go. I don’t know what to do. I need your help.” I don’t know how, but I crossed half the city and arrived at a congregation that happened to be meeting that afternoon. I went inside and sat in the last row, and no one noticed because everyone was praying and worshiping.

When the prayers quietened, a woman in front of me who hadn’t noticed me began to prophesy by the Spirit. She was speaking to the group — to the 300 people present; however, the anointing fell on me. I knew it was for me, and my spirit was struck so powerfully that I fell to my knees. She said, “I love you, my little child. Present yourself to Me, Holy. Come, present yourself. I love you, and I have a plan for you.” Never in my life did I imagine that I would be in ministry serving Jesus and witnessing a revival with my own eyes. God gave me a second chance!