Testimonies

If you are reading my testimony, it is because of what God has done. 

My Name is Serge Kiripi, I was born in 1986 in a Christian family. Most evenings, we used to have a family fellowship but that didn’t make me a Christian. I remember that in my childhood, I and my siblings were forced to go to church. As for many African children, there was no other option than going to church. So I became familiar with church customs. I served in my church as a media member, then sound controlling team member, and later on as singer. 

In 2001, I had this friend called Nostalgie, who happened to be my classmate too. She kept on inviting me to attend their youth service at their local church, but I used to say no because I was familiar with the church traditions and this made me think that there will be no new thing that I could learn in church. 

It happened that she insisted over and over on inviting me and I had just to please her for the sake of our friendship. I decided to go and attend their youth service. It was a Saturday, the speaker read from the book of John 3:16. On that day, that scripture came differently to me, and when she was through with the sermon, she made a call to those who wanted to receive Christ as personal Lord and Savior, and who will be a faithful friend.  I can’t tell how I stood and gave my life to Christ. 

Truly speaking, this wasn’t the best season of my life. After giving my life to Christ in 2001, I didn’t live my life as a Christian, in fact, I felt like I became worse than the person I was before. When today I look back on that season, I think I hadn’t given him my life to be the Lord, but just the savior. The savior when I am in trouble, the savior when I needed him, a savior when I couldn’t do anything by my own, and needed him as a friend when I was lonely. This went for a long period. I think those who knew that I had given my life to Christ on that Saturday, if they saw me the following days, they would have thought that Jesus transforms for worse, yet I was the problem and a barrier to God’s transformation in my life, by taking wrong decisions after the right and best decision I had taken that Saturday. 

Nine years later, after taking the decision of following Christ, in my first year of University in 2010, while serving still in my church, I met this group of youth from different denominations, who used to gather and pray every Monday and Friday under a denomination called Jeunesse Evangelique en Mission “JEM”. In their meeting, that I attended, I could only find my friend preaching and I couldn’t understand how they could believe in God and trusted him fully. I felt that there was something wrong with them, but there was something wrong with me. I had tried this Jesus before as a savior but not as a Lord. I kept on attending to discover what was wrong with them since they were young, but passionate to God, and not to the world. 

In the pursuit of discovering what was going south in their life, I found myself in a retreat where I was serving in the media team. This one evening, a friend of mine was preaching about faith, reading from Hebrews 11. That night I felt a voice telling me that I needed to trust God, that he would transform what was wrong within me.  So I had to make a decision of recommitting my life to Christ and accepted him as my Lord. 

I remember I made a prayer asking God to make me a different person than the one I was before. I wanted to know this God. I engaged in a discipleship class, where I was taught the basics of faith. As I continued attending my discipleship classes, I discovered that growing in faith is intentional and if there is no intention there is no growth. God wants us to grow, he wants us to mature in our faith, and this happens when we desire to know him, when we draw close to him.   

How was I living my life before 2010? I was this guy who wanted everything to be centered around him, I wanted to be known, I wanted everyone to talk about me, I wanted to be famous and I would give anything to achieve my goals of being famous even if that meant stepping on other people’s toes. 

Today I am a different person, living the same life but with a transformed mind, conformed will, and a formed heart. All I desire is to make God known, making him famous, and put him at the center of everything. I keep on looking up to him in everything,  because he is the Lord and Savior. I can say that I belong to him. He is mine and I am his. 

Do I have struggles in my life? Yes. A lot of them, but the one standing first is the word “surrender”. There are things that I think I’m still holding back, especially when I feel like they are unknown to me, things that I can’t control, things that I can’t see. Some of those make me struggle with my trusting God, but I keep on trying pushing hard and asking Him who knows my future to lead me. 

The second one is “doubt”. This is a lie telling me that my God is too small compared to the situation I’m going through. In my journey with Christ, there are times I feel like I don’t trust God, either to do, to see, to speak, to listen, to respond, or to save, and this is caused most of the time by the hard situations that I go through. But through the same situations that make me doubt God, I keep on learning that if not God then there is no one else to help. I keep on going back to him. 

The life I am living today is one step at a time with Christ. What I have understood in my Journey with Christ is that he has promised me to be with me, in my lows and ups, and he will always be there and that fear is relative to faith. Wherever faith is, fear will be also, but the important thing is to keep our faith In God. 

If you are reading this, and you have never given your life to Christ, this is an invitation to follow Christ. It will not be easy at the beginning, because you will have to cut a lot of things in your life-you will lose some of your friends, but also you will be given a new family. There are things you will have to do not for your sake but for His Glory. Just take heart, you are not alone. And if you have given your life to Christ, be encouraged in faith, knowing that you are not alone, you belong to a family of believers who keeps on praying for you. 

If I were asked to summarize my testimony today in one sentence, I will say, “I am Glad that I belong to Christ”.  

Hi dear one. Today I feel like encouraging someone with the story about my life and the far God has brought me. It’s a long one but encourage to just read. Thanks in advance.

My name is Kagasa Linet, born and raised in Vihiga County. I was born with my left hand missing but with my legs all okay, and this led to my dad disowning me and even divorcing my mother.

My mother went back to her home and breastfed me as mother would do to her child. When I turned 3 years she also disappeared and went away from me because of the insults she was receiving about me. I was left under the care of my grandmother who took care of me until now.

When I reached the age of joining the school, my grandmother didn’t know which school she could take me to because of the mentality the society had about a person with disability. l was left home until the age of 7 years and l decided to follow other kids to school without informing my grandmother. Thank God for my teacher, she accepted and she saw the potential in me and allowed me to be in school. I studied in the same school until I did my class eight.

In 2002 I started developing some complications and I remember I was in class 5, so I had to stay home for almost a whole term as I couldn’t walk to school. I thank God for His intervention, that come third term l passed my exams so well and I was promoted to class six. I was excited that now I can walk again, but I didn’t know it was the beginning of my troubles, though I persevered the pain so that I could go up to class 8. God is faithful, He ensured l went to school, and most of the time I could get a good Samaritan to carry me on his bicycle though other times I had to walk a distance of half a kilometer in 2 or 3hrs since I couldn’t walk very fast.

I did my class 8 in 2005, no one expected that I could get even 200 marks in KCPE (Kenya National Exam), but I thank God who is not a respecter of persons, who surprised them and l passed with 300 and above, l was excited.

Now after the excitement of results, the problem again came; no one was willing to help me proceed with my education, and so, students joined high school and I was left alone in the village. With the village mentality, l knew am done with schooling but I didn’t give up with my life. l knew there is something I could do to help me support myself, so I borrowed from grandma ksh 200 to start a business of selling tomatoes, lemon and omena (fish), which really started to boom. The cash we had was just for buying food, since l come from a very “rich” background, and l was now the bread winner.

Friends if it’s taking just water with tea leaves as breakfast, lunch and dinner, l have gone through that. But all in all, I thank God it was for His glory.

I did the business for one month and God sent a destiny helper to my way who saw the potential in me and accepted to take me to school. When she approached me, she came as a client and she was asking for lemon so I told her I don’t have. Again the following day she came again and asked for the same, l told her I still don’t have. Again on the third day she came, but this time I felt like this woman is bothering me so she moved closer to my kibanda (stall for business), and she asked me why I’m not in school. I told her I am done with my schooling, but she got concerned to which level and she opened up my mind that going up to class 8 was not enough, that l needed to proceed on with my education.
Always be very careful on how you respond to people whom you always meet, some come in disgusting manner, and if you are not sensitive enough, you end up missing out on your destiny helper.

This woman asked me to take her home, and she asked for my admission letter. During those days, school was a good one, but now, because of the condition of my legs, I couldn’t manage to go to the school since it was a bit hilly.

Madam Alice Mudegu did everything including getting me a special school since at this point my legs had become a another thing, I couldn’t walk normally, soon they started to bend. I was taken to a boarding school, something l least expected because of my background.

When I was in form 2, the complications with my legs increased and instead of growing tall, l started growing shorter and shorter until I started walking on my knees which was really, really painful. My teachers did all they could to help me straighten since my walking style had turned to be like for a duck. l remember at some point, I had thought of quitting high school, since the pain was unbearable. l couldn’t concentrate in class and I remember at some point my grandmother carried me on her back to take me somewhere to learn how to make baskets, in kenya famously called “shimwero”, but the Madam paying school fees could not allow, so l went back to school.

In 2007 l was booked to go for surgery to straighten my legs so that I could walk again and grow tall, but because of the post elections violence that was there, it had to be postponed until 2008. l went in December of that year, but it was just late, straightening could not help except amputation. That was my worst moment in life. I was shocked, l cried all the tears but one thing the Lord comforted me with on that bed is it is well, you will come out strong. I accepted the suggestion because again I was in pain and the feeble legs could no longer support this girl here.

I went through the amputation which was very successful, l thank God. I stayed in the hospital the whole of November 2008. Now on my way from Kijabe Mission Hospital, after having been discharged, l was involved in a road accident, my knees were affected, but I thank God He preserved me, they just bled but nothing serious happened to the wounds. I was rushed again to the hospital.

After the hospital, I couldn’t still accept the fact that I’m wheelchair bound, and that I will now depend on someone for my mobility, and that I can no longer enjoy doing things on my own, not even playing the games I loved playing .

But as the Bible says, every thing under the sun happens for a reason and purpose. This gave me the strength to press on.

In 2009, I went to school. In form four, l had tough moments, l couldn’t attend all my classes as I was in and out of hospital, and again I didn’t like the new legs — the wheelchair, so I had to go through a lot of counseling to accept and to be who I am to date.

I did my KCSE (Kenya National high school exam), but I didn’t get the grade I wanted, so l had to repeat in 2010, and by God’s grace, I passed well. I was in Joyland special secondary school in Kisumu.

Now another challenge comes in, the sponsorship was only going until form four. Another big blow is here. l can’t achieve my dream of being a lawyer, and so I went again to my business, but I was not happy with it anymore. I kept applying for courses, sadly, I was not shortlisted for law due to clustered points, so I opted to apply for education, and this one went through. I was called to the university of my choice. This was good news but at the same time bad news because I don’t have anyone to help, and further more it’s Nairobi and I have never been there, and I don’t have nice clothes to wear in the city.

I thought of what to do to get the required cash; l organized for a fundraise, and to my surprise, even the guest of honor didn’t show up, only people from my village. Nonetheless, I managed to get 21k. Good amount considering my background. It was good to do my shopping, but not school fees.

Our God again convicted the lady, the one who supported my high school, she talked to the organization, and accepted to sponsor me one semester, but after, I sort myself. There l was, l managed to join campus. Because of my outgoing spirit, I talked to some people, and God helped me to secure two more scholarships. I was so excited, little did I know the enemy was not sleeping. Someone somewhere forged a letter that both my scholarships have been stopped. It was the most painful thing to me, but I trusted in God and somehow the truth was known, my scholarships were restored and I was settled in school.

Friends I want you to understand that the devil will always fight your destiny but you have to be vigilant. I know this will be a sensitive part of my life but it’s part of what God has used to instruct my life.

In 2012 when I was still a fresher in campus, I was raped by someone who was a good friend of mine. when I reported the matter, everyone at first seemed to be supporting me, but things changed including my own relatives that I could ran to.

l went through the most painful rejection and suffered disgrace, and because the friend came from a very good background, l suppose he bribed the people who were handling the case, including the security and from nowhere l was blamed for going to men’s hostels, which of course was true. what followed were warning letters, one after another, until 2 semesters. l had to call off just 2 weeks to main exam.

As if this was not enough, on 4 of March 2013, the person l loved, whom I thought was the best man for me hahaha again molested me. This round was worse. l saw death with my own eyes. l was shown a knife, and he told me if I dare to scream the person who will rescue me will find dead body, and l was scared. He did beat me very well, twisted my only hand to the extent l couldn’t fight, and even broke my phone so I couldn’t call anyone. This time around I chose not to report but just went to hospital and I was taken care of.

After this I developed a lot of bitterness towards men especially them in specks. Male friends could come to visit me in my room and I would walk out and leave them sited, until they leave. This led me to contemplate suicide, of which I tried, but failed. God was not yet done with me. He sent a friend who came to my room just when am almost taking the poison and rescued me. That’s why I’m still alive, though this led me to backslide, and the kind of life I lived after this two events, you cannot imagine, l love to say l was a prostitute. I hated my own life and all l wanted was to get infected and I die. I could sleep with any man whether black or white or yellow l didn’t care. I had lost meaning of life. For two years I lived a life that you can’t imagine a person like me could live. I lived such of life until I encountered Jesus again in September 2015.

The devil fought my life until now, but I’m still pressing on. l know it’s a testimony God is making through me. As a Christian you must expect to be refined in fire just like gold.

I continued on with my education until 2016 when I graduated. So here I’m done. l didn’t know where to begin from. l opted to put up with a friend, Susan after campus. She was a good lady. She taught me beadwork (craft), and we could make necklaces, earrings, table mats, viondos, etc. and hawk them around to get rent and earn a living as well.

We did for like 4 months and again someone came to my life who seemed to be a destiny helper again and asked to support me, put up a business. l accepted because l was so desperate looking for ways to survive in Nairobi . She organized for a fund raising, and of which it raised a good amount, and it was attended by renowned people in Kenya, whom I cannot mention their names, but I tell you this was the greatest test that I have ever had in my life. This money, l was given conditionally, no giving of tithe, and because l had been restored to salvation l couldn’t accept. We became enemies with them, and they sent me the cash but God told me to return the cash. The moment I returned, l was called for an interview of the job am having today. This was in November 2016.

Friends do not think every door is opened by God. Some are the traps of the devil to cause you miss out your destiny. Be sensitive in the spirit, always discern if the door is God’s way or devil’s. Always pray and seek for God’s guidance. I have not achieved much but I know God is doing a lot and soon l will be a living testimony.

In 2018 towards the end of the year, l became sickly. I could just feel a very sharp pain, and what would follow l couldn’t tell. I was losing my mind. I remember one day l was tired, and I had accepted to die, but because of the prayers saints were making on my behalf, that’s why am still alive to date.

My testimony is long. I skipped some other parts. My last word beloved, gold is always refined, there is process that it has to go through. Your life is a process, don’t mind what you are going through now or what you have gone through, maintain the focus and just purpose to finish the process.

I understand it may be tough and not pleasing at all but trust the process it’s for your good . God is faithful. The Bible says that He can never disown Himself even when we become faithless, He does not give up on us, and if He has been fighting my battles He cannot leave you. My dear, the only thing you need is accept Him in your life, allow Him to be your friend and Just trust in Him.

Maybe you have been disowned or rejected, you have gone through some painful stuffs in life and you feel like you are done, l have been there too.

In fact until the age of 28 years, l had never known my paternal home, and even my biological dad, I have never met my biological dad. In August 2019, I was reconciled with him. I believe that those who rejected you, once God lifts you they will look for you.
Don’t force anyone to love you, they will look for you in due time, just trust in God. I have been disappointed so many times but am still strong.

Finally let go off the painful moments, forgive them that have hurt you. Forgiveness sets you free. It doesn’t matter how they have hurt you. You need to forgive. Let love encamp your life. Do not allow things of the past to hold you captive. Forgive yourself and forgive them that have hurt you. Be happy and keep smiling all the way. May God bless you for reading my testimony and may He visit you in ways that you can’t understand. May He heal your wounded heart. Nice time.

I recall in my late teenage, I left to escort a visitor. As I was returning, I felt a sharp pain through out my body. It later turned into sour headache, stomach ache, joint pains, and general discomfort.

I sought medical attention, but none helped.

I prayed to God for more than 10 months, but saw no change. Each day, the pain grew worse and felt like I was nearing my death. I had to endure this pain while in school. I had to miss some lessons whenever the pain grew sour. My academic performance got affected.

As many people as saw me, they gave different opinions, some said I had Aids, some said I was bewitched, but some sympathized. My parents had lost all hopes, so they just kept worrying. All these made me hate who I had become.

One night, I was terribly mad at God. I asked Him to listen to my five wishes:

1.       Kill me if there is no need of healing me.

2.       I will not go for any deliverance sessions.

3.       I will not ask you anymore to heal me.

4.       I will not take any more medication.

5.       If you will, choose as I petitioned.

After this, I never asked God anything concerning my situation. I never cried to Him anymore. I didn’t want to ever talk to Him if he doesn’t want to consider my situation.

Six months later, God showed me He’s not done with me yet. The pain started disappearing and my health started regaining. I saw a new dawn again. My hope got restored. Those who had stigmatized me with terrible words got proven wrong. They joined me and celebrated my new dawn.

My parents started gaining hope. To this date, I am well.

To this date, though I came to prove the existence of God and His love, I must say I detest those days of my afflictions, but daily rejoice for the health that God restored to me.

I thank God for this though, because it built my trust in Him. I passed through many other hard tests, but none after that could make my faith weaver. Through my afflictions, I learned to trust God.

Hello, praise the Lord. I want to testify upon the goodness of God who surely revealed himself when I was down, full of doubts whether he was a ware of my situation or not.

I started staying with my dad when I joined campus in 2016. Life was not that bad coz I would only stay with him for a short time, in holidays. I have stayed with him now in this Lock down due to Covid 19 but the condition was not good at all. He would come home drunk, and what he would do is insult me, beat me, even when there is no reason. He would complain a lot, and I never felt the bond of a father- daughter, instead I felt as a burden to him.

As this condition went on, I did not stay silent , I called to God coz I felt no one was interested in listening to me. My heart was so heavy but I did not give up on God even when I would not feel Him responding to me, but I knew he was aware. I finally shared with a friend who spoke to me words of comfort, and promised to pray for me, and encouraged me not to give up on God. We prayed and believed that our God is faithful.

One evening, my Dad came from work and he told me how he was tired of our fights and the way he was treating me, he apologized to me and said he will never insult me again. I first thought it was a jock but as time went on, I saw my dad change, peace came in my heart and family.

I thank God endlessly because He came in for me at that exact moment of my weakness, and showed me His strength.

I still believe that even what is not fine, He will make it fine because I saw his power come in for me at the darkest point when I felt He was not with me. Blessed be His name.
09/06/2020
Comfort Liz

Iwas raised in a strong Christian family, by a God fearing mother and stepfather of American descent. I can’t say my family was very rich, but at least we never lacked anything because my stepfather provided the best life for us, that I never regretted never meeting my biological father who died a few months after my birth.

I grew up in church and was involved in several ministries which includes: playing music instruments, and my favorite at the time which was dancing. In 2014, three months to my final highschool exams, I lost my stepfather to cancer and this left me so frastrated. I lost my faith in God, because I felt so hopeless .My stepfather never allowed my mother to work despite several attempts by her. After my final exams I was required to stay at home because I was in my High school vacation. This is one of the worst memories I have because I saw my mum struggle so hard to look after the family.

Since I had lost all faith in God, I stopped going to church and it was at this time that I started hanging out with bad company. I was introduced to drugs and alcohol by the people I was hanging out with. I tried many drugs which included marijuana, cocaine, Heroin, codeine,pills etc. My favorite drug was marijuana and I become so obsessed about it. I literally lived for the drug. I started distancing myself from society especially anyone who I thought was a threat to my addiction including my family.

In 2016 I was arrested at a friend’s place where I had gone to smoke some weed. I spent a week in jail and it costed my mother over one million Uganda shillings to get me out of jail. When I was released, I was so furious at the police and I blamed them for everything that had happened to me.

This is  when I made the decision to start recording rap music. I was attacking the police and the entire government system in my music and was defending my drug life. After a few songs I realized I had gathered a small following of youth who liked my music and were following the message I was singing about. It was this time that I realized that I was misleading innocent souls with my music. I realize I had to change the kind of music I was doing in order to save these souls. But then,  I had to change my self first. I decided to start going to church again. Whenever I was in church I was praying for God to save me from my addiction which he eventually did.

I then started recording Gospel music and ever since then I have seen the Lord use me to influence other young people positively. God had Contined to bless me with finances to fund my music career and has opened doors that seemed to be unreachable to me before.

I was speechless on Sunday 23rd May 2020, at the time of this COVID19 pandemic after hearing of the sickness of my child from the village.

But God performed a miracle when I told my story to his servant Healing Hope who just told me that all is already answered by the time I told him.

I got the money needed for the boy’s treatment and I said Glory be to God most high for ever.

In life everyone has a dream. So like any other person I had dreams. I was so excited after joining campus because it was like the start of my dreams come true.

Around my 2nd year first semester, I got some issues with tuition fees. My parents asked me to get a dead year because exams were really close and I was not seeing any hope. I remember feeling so down, and I saw no hope left for me.

One fateful day, a friend shared with me a sermon entitled, “Never leave the presence regardless of what happens to you”, immediately I felt some hope come back to me. I went to God in prayer, and surely He amazed me at the last moment. Two days to exams I was able to get all the money I needed for tuition without begging.

That is the first thing that showed me that God still has my back.

Along the way, like most girls who are sure that after campus they will get a person they can spend the rest of their lives with, it so happened that I landed on this prince charming and to make it even better, he was a believer like me. This gave me no room to doubt him because I was sure that it was an answered prayer.

I believed him beyond doubt. Got intimate with the brother and surely God blessed us with a fruit. After 6 months in the relationship, things didn’t work out. My parents and siblings were totally disappointed about what I had gotten into but I had nothing to change. It was so hard for me throughout that time. I remember asking God if that is a punishment for my unfaithfulness to Him but got no answer. I remembered that all solutions were in the presence.

Hopeless as I had become after knowing and accepting that I was to be a single mother at an early age downed on me everyday. I was still a student and didn’t know what to do. I cried day and night. At some point, I felt prayer was now useless. One day as I had sat hopelessly, I had a voice say, “I still love you child.”, I looked around but I couldn’t see anyone. I was sure that this is God. I just dried my tears and told myself that I can now face anything coming my way.

3 years later, my little princess left to be with the Lord. I will not say it was easy, but all I can say is God has remained faithful. I remember all the things I went through when carrying her in my womb but still God saw me through. I might have gotten heart broken but one thing that gave me hope was, He is watching.

I remember asking God what kind of test it was, and all I kept hearing Him say was I will never leave nor forsake you, Child.

To people out there that think God can never forgive, because you have messed badly, I am here to give you hope that he surely will forgive. Never let your mistakes fix you in one place which is bondage. Go to His presence and trust me, you will get peace there.

With great joy that engulfed my heart when I got the admission to pursue my course in the university, short while I was asked to lead a fellowship at campus. The same way, I was a very active usher in one of the university Churches, United Faith Church, where I learned and aquired leadership skills.

Just a year down the road all my sources of finance was dried up. I could preach with power while in the pulpit but when I went back to my room I could silently question the existence and Providence of God.

Examination time came but I had not cleared the tuition. Even though, because of faith in God, hopping He would offer something unusual, I had to go to the examination room without a clreance card. Just in the middle of the paper I had a nock on my desk, lifting up my eyes only to behold a finance department team with a tablet cross ckecking those who didn’t clear and I was among. I was politely asked to move out and they collected my papers.

That’s how I ended my course. That day I went home sad, and that night neither did I hear His audible voice nor did I feel His presence. I kept on questioning His existence within me. I told my fellowship members that “for a little while and you will see me, and a little while, and you will not see me”, (the statement Jesus told His disciples) but they didn’t know what was going on and I told them I am leaving campus for some time.

I called my parents and told them I am done with campus, I am going to join the Bible college. With a polite resistance they told me to wait a bit. I immediately called my home pastor and asked him if they would admit me in the Bible college and he said YES!, I packed and went to the Bible college.

Though almost my hopes where gone, little did I know that God can allow you to be shaken such that He can establish you in the inner most faith. I began to see the world around me in a new way, I began reaching to young people through scripture union. I had discovered my dream. I could clearly see my goal. I knew what I could die for and that was sharing the message of the cross.

Sometimes you may not even hear an audible voice or feel God’s presence but that doesn’t mean you are foresaken or forgotten. God is with you in in that pain.

As I dragged my box to Chuluni girls gate,I had only one thing in mind,to study hard,score 80 points in my final exam and join Nairobi university school of medicines,little did I knew God had a different plan for my life.
On7th of Feb 2006,it was the second week since we joined high school and we had to attend fellowship that evening, it was compulsory. As I sat at the back of the hall all I wanted was the service to end,Christianity too me was a myth, I thought all Christians were hypocrites and so I was less interested.
The preacher of the day was late Emily Muthui,she read Revelation 3:20,This verse teared my heart into pieces,my heart was on fire,all my sins stood before me,arrogance stubbornness, roughness the list is endless, for the first time I realized I needed the saviour.As a rained chicken I remember bowing my heart and in confusion tell Lord Jesus to come into my life.For once in life I felt inner peace,I cannot explain the experience but it was sweet.
The following Tuesday I shared my story with one of the official and she insisted on praying for me,which she did,letter I wrote home to inform my family of newfound life,mama couldn’t believe it,she gave me days.Days turned to weeks, weeks to months and months turned to years,and Jesus has been faithful to me,I know soon I will meet him face to face and my joy will be complete.shalom.