I am going on a missions trip soon and I was asked to write my personal testimony as part of the application. I wrote it but I realized that I went beyond the length requirement, so the full version is here.
I started attending church at a very young age, so I started learning about God right from the very start. I knew all of the popular Bible stories, but I didn't understand how these stories related to me aside from defining a set of rules and restrictions I had to follow. At home, I was taught that God knew everything and was ready to strike me with lightning if I ever did something wrong. This image of God led me to believe that He was just another threat to make me behave, that God was someone who wanted to restrict me to act and dress a certain way. I even remember a time where I dreaded Sunday mornings as I knew that I would be forced into wearing a dress and itchy stockings. I hated it because I thought I had to pretend to be someone that I was not so that God would love me at church. I resented God for making me a girl and often wondered why He would do such a cruel thing to me. I always heard about God being someone who loved and cared for me but I didn't see it.
I started attending church at a very young age, so I started learning about God right from the very start. I knew all of the popular Bible stories, but I didn't understand how these stories related to me aside from defining a set of rules and restrictions I had to follow. At home, I was taught that God knew everything and was ready to strike me with lightning if I ever did something wrong. This image of God led me to believe that He was just another threat to make me behave, that God was someone who wanted to restrict me to act and dress a certain way. I even remember a time where I dreaded Sunday mornings as I knew that I would be forced into wearing a dress and itchy stockings. I hated it because I thought I had to pretend to be someone that I was not so that God would love me at church. I resented God for making me a girl and often wondered why He would do such a cruel thing to me. I always heard about God being someone who loved and cared for me but I didn't see it.
It wasn't until later that I started to learn
about who God really was. For one of my assignments in English class, I was
told to write a speech to give to my classmates about any topic. At that point,
I had grown to know that God wasn't just some being who was always prepared to
punish me. From my Sunday school teachers at that time, I started learning
about who Jesus was. I had many questions about why he would choose to die on
the cross and why God would let such a thing happen to His only son. Since this
was something that interested me, I decided to do my speech on Christianity. My
Sunday school teachers were very helpful in answering the questions I had and
through preparing for my speech, I learned a lot about the relationship between
God, His Son, and I. I realized that Jesus didn't really want to suffer, that
He also cried out to God, asking why such a horrible thing had to happen to
him. I also learned that he still chose to obey and that there was a purpose
for his obedience. Jesus was loved by God, but God still let horrible things happen
to him. God loved me, but He still made me a girl. Although I still questioned
this, I started to believe that there was more to God than what I thought I
knew.
In high school, I heard many testimonies from
people about how they had encountered God and how they had a relationship with
Him. I was envious because I wanted that experience too. I wanted God to show
himself to me, to have that sureness in me that He was real and that He was
loving. How could I love a God that I didn't know personally? I didn't understand what that was like. So I prayed, asking God to reveal himself to me
to show that it is worth believing in Him. I prayed that I too, could have a
personal relationship with Him. So He showed me. I started seeing God working
around me in ways that filled me with awe. It was then that I decided that I
had seen enough of God to convince me that He is real, that He is loving and I
knew that I wanted to commit myself to follow Him and find out more.
When
I entered university, life changed. I started being more open to making new
friends and attended church in the new town I was in. I joined a fellowship on
campus and experienced a love from them that could have only come from God. God
revealed more about His love for me through these people that I had met and
they were very encouraging and supportive of me. I learned a lot about the kind
of community that God wanted His children to have. During my last work term, I
asked God what He wanted me to do once I got my degree in engineering. I knew
from the kind of work I was doing that I wasn't interested in the automotive
industry, and I wasn't in the right program to do robotics as I had originally
wanted to do. At the end of the term, God gave me a vision. I had heard about
Nehemiah the cup bearer from one of the sermons that I had attended at the
church in Waterloo, about his wine-stained palm. I saw that same wine-stained
palm in my dream, and I awoke to hearing the name Nehemiah ringing in my head.
I realized that God was calling me to serve the people in developing countries.
He wanted me to go and show them His love to His people through engineering.
And I decided that this is something that I want to do. You can read about my experience in detail here.
One
weekend, I decided to come back to Toronto for the weekend. That particular
Sunday, we had a guest speaker who talked about women and their role in the
church. She talked about the differences between men and women and why God made
the two different. Through some other things she said, I realized that God had
made me the way I am for a reason, that God wanted me to be a girl and that He
loved me for it. As I am in the engineering program, my identity as a female
was still a thorn in my side. I wondered if it was wrong for me to be in a
male-dominated program, and still wondered why God made me this way. Why couldn't I just be a boy and fit in with most of my other classmates? But God
really touched my heart when He finally addressed the issue that had followed
me since the very start of our relationship. Through this speaker’s sermon, God
told me that He had intentionally made me a female and that there was nothing
wrong with me wanting to be an engineer (You can read about that experience here). He told me that He loves me just as I am and that He didn't want me to
hate myself for not being a boy. I realized that I had been very rude and unappreciative of Him this entire time. God had made me this way, and it was
insulting for me to tell Him that I didn't like it. The fact that I constantly
rejected the way God had made me and the fact that He still wants to love me
was overwhelming. As God has answered one of the deepest questions that had
followed me all my life after I had chosen to obey His calling, I am deeply
touched by His love and trust in His promise that He wants the best for me and
that He loves me. I learned that once you obey and trust in Him, God will make
it worth it for you.