Hi there! My name is Peter Muturi and I would love to share with you how I became a Christian. I grew up going to church all through my primary school and I was okay with it because I sort of believed in the idea of God and honestly my mom couldn’t have it any other way, haha. What I couldn’t get though was the idea that this God was interested in a relationship with me.
To me, God was all-powerful but wouldn’t be at all interested in me. This made it increasingly hard as I grew up to care about church on a Sunday while I could be out having fun with my friends.
Something else that bothered me was that God would one day punish me for my sins. It seemed cruel and trivial for an almighty being who should have more things to concern himself with. In time, I strayed away and stopped going to church altogether choosing instead to hang out with friends and watch movies despite my mom and aunt’s rebuke. In the end, it took my mom reaching out to my pastor to get me back to church. It was embarrassing for all of us but I caved in for their sake and went back to church. In any case, I wasn’t going to have my freedom while still at home so I decided to work hard and try it at uni.
I performed very well and finally, I could smell my freedom. I was a university student in the city free to do anything I wanted to enjoy life. I tried my best chasing a happy life but it didn’t really give me the satisfaction I had craved all those years. In the end, I felt emptier and more depressed.
In my gloom I remembered a friend had always been trying to get me to Christian union so finally I went to attend a Friday fellowship and I got hooked from that day. I kept coming for the company and sense of belonging until one Sunday morning when my comfort seat was shaken again. The speaker spoke from Revelation 3:16 warning those of us who had lukewarm comfortable faith. She went on how you were supposed to be either fully in with Jesus or out and if not, God would spit you out in judgement.
For the first time I realized I had always judged God on my standards and never considered he was right to judge me on his own standards. And looking back to my life I realized God had been very kind to me and I really deserved his judgement for repaying his love with my indifference.
I became very aware of my sins and was trembling in my seat and couldn’t wait to leave. I went straight to find my friend who prayed with me and I rededicated my life to Christ this time willingly. It’s not been an easy journey I must say but that day was the best day of my life and the beginning of a life dedicated to honor Christ with my life as he did with his death. And now I can’t help but speak of him!