Hello readers and supporters in Christ. I am so glad to have you here! I
am also happy to introduce my friend that I have known for almost a decade. We
have seen each other grow throughout the years, at stages where we made the
mistake of feeling like worldly things could help us find the so called
happiness that many are searching for.
It took a lot of hurt, mistake making and disappointment for us to
realise that we are nothing without Christ. THANK YOU for being a friend and
always drawing me closer to The Most High Jesus Christ. I truly believe that
there is no true friend like a friend that always directs you back to the
cross, where Jesus gave up His life that we might be saved. I pray that God
will continue to bless you, you will never want for anything because you have
faith that the Lord will see you through. I am happy to know you brother. Be
blessed in Jesus name.
I will leave you with David’s deep and touching story on his journey to
Christ. I would love to feature anyone on my blog, so if you are willing to
share your story, please email me at Rosez_9@hotmail.com.
Let it be a God led testimony that you feel compelled to share, to genuinely
help others to grow and remain encouraged. And please include pictures of your
beautiful face. God bless, always.
Rosemary x
How do I start, or where do I start. I guess being on a journey with
Christ has not always been easy - after all once you get saved by Him, it does
not mean your problems go away. They don't! but under His counsel the issues
are rectified.
So let me start with my Journey to encourage those reading. I was born
out of wedlock (parents were not married when I was conceived) and my parents
separated a few months after I was born. I was not brought up in typical
Christian household but my mum believed in God and Jesus to an extent. For the
most parts of my life, I was raised by Mum who was a psychiatric nurse. She
worked nights, so she would let my older sister look after me when she went to
work. Most of the time as a child I use to talk to myself. I had a big
imagination to say the least. I was quiet and in a sense a typical Mummy’s boy
lol (laugh out loud).
Because I was raised by my Mum mainly, she was very
protective. I was her only son and she did her best to raise me to the best of
her knowledge. Anyway my Mum and I moved to Stratford when she got married to
my step dad. It was not bad at all. I met new friends; I was known for my
footballing talent at the time and we use to go each other’s houses and play
games. I was attending a Catholic school in Ilford called St. Peter's and
Paul's. Life was good. I did not know who God was.
But when God wants to meet you He always finds a way. So my Mum decided
after a discussion with some friends that I needed to toughen up, so she sent
me to a boarding school in Ghana during holiday breaks in the school. I would
stay with my Auntie on school term breaks in Ghana. She looked after me well
with her children and her then husband. I had a big fear of the dark. So at
night times I would always sleep with the light on and read an animated Bible
that my Mum bought me. I loved the stories and I specifically loved the story
about David as that was my namesake. It gave me some Joy to have a name
recognised in the Bible.
I believe that was God’s way at the time of speaking to me. Ghana is
largely a Christian based country, so I easily met friends that were
Christians. Thus, I became aware of the existence of Christ (If God wants to
reach you He uses man). After two years schooling in Ghana, I came back to
England to live with my Mum again and start secondary school. The Lord favoured
me and I was accepted into St Bonaventures. At this time my Mum had separated
from my step dad and moved to Plaistow. She began to draw closer to God in this
time and was beginning to influence me but after two and a half years she grew
scared that I would get involved with the local drug dealers. So again she took
me to Ghana and also set up her shop in Ghana. This was all God’s plan to get
us both to know Him more. I went back to the same school and I attended St.
Thomas Moore church on Sundays and got to know about God even more.
The same thing was happening to my Mum. God was
reaching out through people. In school I started to like rapping and was pretty
good at it. I was and still am creative with words. I used to rap with the boys
all the time.
I progressed to secondary school in Ghana and my Mum had grown in
Christ. Things were going ok until I went home returning from my boarding
school for the Christmas break. I took a taxi home only to find my Mum had been
taken to hospital - I was told by a lady from our Church at the time who was
looking after the house, that she had a black out. I could not go that day. And
I remember sort of hoping it was nothing serious. So the next day I went to the
hospital and she was not in a good state when I saw her. She was in a panicking
and bewildered state when she saw me. The nurses told me to leave and come back
another day.
I remember going home on a trotro (Ghana van for public transport) and
trying to convince myself that God is control and everything will be ok. At the
same time I was trying to hold back my tears. I got home and three days later
I'm told accidentally by a relative that my Mum had passed away. My older
sister calls me but does not know I know the bad news. I tell her its ok, I
know the truth. She cries. We do the funeral for our Mum. What helped me during
that period was knowing she was in a better place. The funeral was done nicely
thanks to the family. I came back to England with my sister and her family. My
sister was also in Christ so she helped me settle back into the system. I came
to know my nephews and niece more. And I had a good brother in law to always
give good advice. I got into st Angela's and Bonaventures sixth form and met
some friends who helped me settle in. I started going to a church called
Trinity chapel. (I met my good friend Ope
there).
I felt like I had seriously drifted from God and I had to rededicate my
life to God after hearing a word. I joined a Bible study group called chosen
generation in sixth form but my walk was not always the best. When I left sixth
form I was excited to be going to university. My friends all went to stay on
campus for their various universities but because I had a flat I couldn't. So I
commuted. I did go astray for quite awhile but God never gave up on me. He
would always allow me to meet people with encouraging words. I would go to
house parties, raves, university raves, dates and chat up girls regardless. But
these things were not fulfilling and God was making me realise that. This went
on for a while.
The back and forth life was not for me. I was occasionally going to
Church. I put up a front that things were ok, even though they were not.
Finances were not always the best. Then one particular day, one of my long time
friends Nathan said he wants to go to a church and I remembered Trinity Chapel.
We went one Sunday and we missed the service. I then saw Pastor Banks who
remembered me. He was with His wife and they told us to start coming, as they
had just started a Sunday church service called Open House. We started going
and because of the love that was shown I decided that this is where I want to
grow in Christ. I rededicated my life to God as well my guys that came
with me.
It has not always been easy, I don’t want
to mislead anyone. I'm not perfect but only perfected in Christ. But there
is a peace that I feel like this is where I should be. This is where God wants
me to be. I am on this journey with Christ till thy kingdom come. Right now I'm
at a point where I just want to live for His glory. I believe if you want to
experience peace, love, or a transformation of heart, Christ is the answer and
I express that in my music to reach out to people.
It won't always be easy but with Christ there are victories and testimonies
that await you.
My E.P- R.U.T.S- Risen Under The Son will be out in
2015 to the glory of God. You can find me on Facebook as “Acquah Man” and on
Twitter Risen under the Son @R.U.T.S_84.
