It was a sunny afternoon and I was just sitting in a mall lobby with a lot of couches and chairs where in you could sit and relax. I was tired of walking around and shopping my way through the stores. Originally, I just wanted to hangout with my friends but unfortunately they were all busy, so here I am trying to entertain myself while waiting for my mother to get off from work so we can go home together. I had my earphones on and drinking an iced coffee to quench my thirst. I was listening to a song for which is for our mother’s day presentation at church. Then an old lady made a gesture if she could sit next to me, and I nodded.
After listening to a few more songs, something in me, a thought just said, why don’t you talk to that elderly woman next to you and share the gospel. The next thing I know my body just moved on its own, I stopped listening to my songs and greeted the old lady. I did some small talk and asked if her coffee tasted good and that we both bought from the same store. I asked what stores she shopped on and so forth. Then I asked if she went to church, she said she hasn’t gone for 10 years now, and then that’s when I started to tell my testimony.
I talked about my family, how we didn’t use to go to church and now we are active in the church community. I talked about my life, how I used to be self-centred and a selfish person wanting to gain people’s approval of me. Then I told her how my friend invited me to church and I even said that I stayed because of the people around me and not because of God. Then something changed in me, in a few months, I felt like a new person, my identity is not surrounded by other people anymore but it is built on my faith in Jesus Christ. God is continually working on me, I am growing in love and maturity. I feel at peace with myself, with my identity rooted in God.
Then I asked her if she believed in God and in the afterlife. She said she did believe in God but its been already too long since she went to church in England. With a hint of glimmer in her eyes, she told said, “I hope there is an afterlife.” Then I assured her that God wants you back, to come to Him again because he loves you and that we have hope that there is an afterlife because Jesus died for our sins and he rose on the third day, we have hope that God will resurrect us also, all we have to do is believe in Jesus, that He is the way, the truth and the life. Then while she was about to go, I asked, “What’s your name?” She answered, “Terrence…my name is Terrence.” We exchanged names and I said, ” God bless you.”
I felt really happy that I got to share my testimony to a stranger, I did not force myself to share but I was compelled to do so. I feel happy because I was not the one glorified but the One who was glorified was Jesus Christ through my life. I hope that when the holy spirit compels you to share your testimony, you will too!