How did you come to know the Lord?
I was raised up in a nominal Christian family. […] I [once] said, “I was born in a Christian
family. I was baptized as an infant, and I’ve done [catechism]. I’m a full member of the
Presbyterian church. I’m the president of the choir and I read my daily power every morning.”
So, I thought those good works would earn me salvation.
But [one day], God was gracious enough to challenge me that, yes—these things are good, but
you are guilty. You don’t have peace in your heart. You haven’t been living right morally. So, it
was the turn of the Lord to remind me how I’ve lived—that I was a liar, I was a thief at home
and at school, and morally I wasn’t living right. […]
Then there I was sincere. I said, “I feel I’m short of the standard of someone to enter into
everlasting kingdom. So, what can I do?” […] All along I was hearing the Word of God, but it
didn’t make sense. But I guess that was the timing of the Lord—to reflect upon my life. And I
went on my knees; I prayed the sinner’s prayer, and invited Jesus to come into my heart. So that
was the turning point of my life.
And the following morning, early in the morning, I wrote letters to my former girlfriends, and
told them that now I’m born again and our relationship is over. And the Spirit of God continued
to work in me.
At that time, I didn’t know it was the Spirit of God; but I sensed within me that yes, you are born
again, but you are keeping stolen property. I remember I worked for American Peace Corps for
three months before I joined Air Malawi, and whilst there, I stole beddings. Two bed sheets, one
mosquito net, one pillow case. It was at a training center like this one, where I was trained to
teach American Peace Corps volunteers our local language.
And I and my colleagues—we stole, but we didn’t know… we didn’t realize we were stealing.
We just said, “Let’s pick these things.” But we are not authorized, so it was stealing. So when I
gave my life to the Lord, the Lord reminded me that, “Now you are forgiven. But you need to go
and settle.” So I took a plane from Blantyre—I was working in Blantyre by then. I flew to
Lilongwe, as a staff of the airline—I paid 10 percent of the fare that time.
So I went to American Peace Corps, and told them I’ve been arrested by the heavenly police.
They said, “What do you mean?” I said, “I was a thief. I stole here. This is a list of the things that
I stole. But I’ve [come to know] Jesus in Blantyre. I have come to restore. So I want you to bill
me so I can pay for the things that I stole.”
At that time, I had given those things to my mother. My mother didn’t know that those were
stolen property. So then we were happy—the transformation that was going on in my life. They
told me, “You know, we forgive you. Take these things as lost items—go in peace.”
From there, I went to my former secondary school in Salima, where I’ve stolen books—the
property of Malawi government, since those were school books—textbooks. I stole them after
completing my Form 4 and made a library.
So I had to go there again and surrender myself to the principal of the school and told him that
now I’ve changed. I was the leader of the choir here, but I wasn’t transformed. But I’ve [come to
know] Jesus. […] So that was the turning point of my life: For me to come, born again, the Lord
worked in my life in such a manner.