Tuesday, May 22, 2018

The Power Of Your Testimony


March 9th 2018 was one of the biggest days of my life.
It was the day that the Lord had made & I introduced and birthed my very first novel
“My name is Life” to the world.
I had poured everything I had in me to complete the book, and did not only want to see it finished but also wanted to make sure that I had shared my full/ honest story.
Telling the world about the goodness of God was very important to me as I had come to see how the God I serve is a healer and a promise keeper.
I was very excited to testify of  how we not only serve a good and faithful God, but we also serve a God of the IMPOSSIBLE.

I was proud of myself and so was my family.
A few days after my launch my Uncle congratulated me once again on this big achievement by also letting me know that God was pleased and happy about my obedience towards seeing this mission from God complete (btw God had used my Uncle previously to let me know that I should write my book. That story is in my previous blog).  
What I didn’t see coming were his words that followed.

“You should also know that you have made the devil very angry” He said lowering his tone.

In that moment, I didn’t even know what to say; I was stuck between “Yamay’inka” and “What do you mean?”

Yamay’inka: A Kinyarwanda expression usually used in shock

“Made the devil angry?” I thought to myself trying to figure out what he was talking about and my eyes widening from fear.


“See, what the enemy meant for evil, God turned it into your good”. 
“Also, you chose not to keep to yourself what God had done for you, but you have chosen to share the goodness of God world wide, you have shared your testimony." He added.

In that moment, I am just starring at him analyzing carefully every word coming out of his mouth and wondering whether he was just saying this out of his own understanding or if he was transmitting a revelation he had gotten...( He is one of the men of God I respect and I have seen God use him before in the most amazing ways. He is also one of the wisest men I know- literally every word that flows from his mouth is just plain and simply wisdom & I am grateful to call him my Uncle).
Deep down  I believed he was sharing a God given revelation.

“Don’t be alarmed if you start seeing things happening around you that don’t make sense. Like the enemy using people to disrupt your peace and seeing jealousy demonstrated in people in ways you never expected” He said this looking densely into my eyes as we sat opposite each other.

In that moment, I didn’t know how to react but somewhere in my mind I knew I had to pray hard even though I knew that there was no way I would ever be ready for such things.
My Grandma and Aunt were also in the room with us, prior to that we were all just talking and laughing as my Uncle got ready to bless us with a word of prayer.

Fast forward, a few days later my Grandma got really sick and I have to say in the 25 years I’ve been on this earth I’d never seen my Grandma very ill besides her blood pressure problems and her sugar levels dropping and rising due to her diabetes which she had been able to control over the past years.  But on the particular day. Her health was under serious attack, which took all of us at home completely by surprise.
She was rushed to the hospital and from then on she was in and out of hospital getting worse by the minute as something different kept coming up on her medical charts. The month of April really took a toll on our family.

“See, the devil has already started disrupting your life” my Uncle said, “You need to pray hard, pray for your book and mostly pray for your testimony because this is just the beginning of your battles”
And honestly at that moment I realized that I was slowly letting the devil win because I was emotionally drained from worrying about my Grandma, as well as taking care of her while she was in hospital.
Prior to this happening I had gone to Kampala,Uganda to launch my novel and even though it went very well,  I had gotten the news that Grandma was in hospital and all I wanted to do was drop everything and just come home to be with my Grandma but the Lord gave me strength to go stay focused and go through with all I had to do in Uganda.

As days went by I started praying and meditating on what my Uncle had said while I tried to understand exactly what was happening around me spiritually & in that moment I got the revelation on the power of sharing our testimonies.
On our Christian journey, we are taught about the power of sharing a testimony so that the hopeless will be restored home and so that the name of the Lord would be glorified.
But this time around I understand that it is powerful to share your testimony so that we remind the devil that he has no room in our lives and whatever harm he has in store for us, we have a Saviour fighting with us and for us.

A week after that I became completely spiritually dry.
I wasn’t praying as much as I should yet this was the time I needed to stand up and fight.
Basically the timing couldn’t have been any worse but thank God who sees what's in our hearts when we aren’t able to express it in words. Plus He doesn’t hold our disconnection with him against us.

After that, even though my Grandma was still fighting for her life, I knew I wasn’t going to back down and let the enemy win. I gracefully continued my journey of sharing my testimony and making sure it went far and beyond. That’s when I resumed my book tour and went to Nairobi, Kenya.
I had to organise everything for the trip (find a venue & accommodation for my team and I) while I was still assisting my Aunt with taking care of Grandma who by then by the grace of God was getting so much better.   

Kenya was full of surprises and blessings. As I sat in a room full of strangers who were all there to hear my story and excited to buy my book, I was overwhelmed and regained a feeling that had been stolen over the past 2 months. I once again felt proud of myself for having gone through with sharing my story. MY TESTIMONY.  
I also learnt that when you go to a country or a place to share your testimony expect the worst because you are about to shine your light & the devil will try to dim your light but do not allow him. My highlight in Kenya was the day I went into a Café to meet up with someone but later on, I came to understand the real reason I was there, in that cafe
I was seated with my cousins after eating and waiting for our bill when a young lady walked in wearing leggings, a green shirt with a white sweater over it carrying her brown tote on her shoulders,she weighed about 40 kgs and I noticed that she was bald that's when it came to my attention that she was currently undergoing Chemotherapy.
Everything about her appearance confirmed it,she looked like me 5 years ago (at the back of my novel, I have a picture of how I looked, exactly like this young lady).
Let me tell you something, I usually don’t walk around with a copy of my novel but on this particular day, I had one and I immediately took it, signed it and gave it to this amazing stranger as my gift to her, she was in shock of how a stranger just gave her a free book, better yet the author herself.
 

Anyways, Long story short, you might be reading this and wondering why I am sharing all of this...
I am sharing this to bring to light the power of sharing your story/testimony- sharing how you overcame and found a breakthrough.
Also, share in order to restore hope as well as shame the devil and YES, let’s make the devil angry and put him in his loser spot!! Which he was put in long before we were created and on the cross at Calvary.
As we do so, let us fight everyday to be shielded by strong prayers (this is something am pushing for every minute of my life, please say a prayer for me, okay?) because that is the strongest weapon we have and really need.
Let’s ask God to reveal to us the hidden battles in order to know what we are fighting against spiritually.
I have come to know that spiritual battles are REAL and the saddest life to live is living in a war you don’t know about. Once you’ve been marked by God you become an immediate target...
BUT WE ARE ALREADY VICTORS, NOW LET’S WALK IN VICTORY