My story of when I came to believe in Jesus Christ (Salvation Testimony).
① It was an excruciating distress.
So, I would like to share the story of when I came to believe in Jesus Christ, which is a testament to my salvation.
In reality, I went through such incredibly difficult trials that led me to believe in Jesus Christ.
The hardships I faced were so immense that it could be said that my life was over.
It was an unimaginable hardship and suffering.
It was an unbearable anguish and suffering, but not physical pain or suffering.
It was a mental anguish that was beyond comprehension.
Now, let’s proceed with the story.
I believed in the Lord Jesus Christ when I was 19 years old. That was in 1987.
Until I was 18, I lived a life that had nothing to do with the church, the Bible, or Jesus Christ.
I had never attended church until I was 18 years old.
Of course, I didn’t believe in Jesus Christ.
However, even so, I experienced a happy life until I reached the age of 18.
I had happy and enjoyable school days in primary school, junior high and high school.
But in the summer of my nineteenth year, I had a big, big problem.
That was in 1987.
It was so agonizing that I could say, “My life is over!”
I was in such a distressing and difficult situation that I could say, “My life is over!”
This unbelievable suffering lasted for about two months.
It was so excruciating, so agonising, so desperate, so terrifying, that I spent many days in anguish.
It was an unbelievable suffering that I could hardly express in words.
It was an unbearable anguish and suffering, but not physical pain or suffering.
It was a mental anguish that was beyond comprehension.
At that time my heart was in a state of being tied up in layers of thick iron chains.
In the midst of such terrible suffering, despair and fear, all the dreams of my life disappeared.
Incredible terrible suffering and despair continued every day, and in the midst of suffering, all my dreams, such as going to university, romance, work, and success in life, were completely blown away and disappeared.
The unbelievable suffering continued for about two months.
In such a state of complete despair, I thought for the first time as follows.
“Is there a God? Is there a big God who created the universe, a God of love who has a personality? And, “Is there a God who would love a miserable, desperate person like me just as I am?
That’s how I thought for the first time in my life.
