Valentina and Olga talk about their path to God.
I am 24 years old and I was finally baptized. When I was 12 years old, I learned about the true God. During that period, I lost one of the most important people in human life – my father – and consolation did not come for a long time. Once, I really wanted to see a movie about Christ, and I came across the “Gospel of John” (2003). At school, I shared my grief with a friend. She brought me a little gospel that her mother had given her. I spent every day after school reading this book. Not even a week had passed before Anya invited me to visit. Aunt Siran (my friend’s mom) told me about God, and assured me that I was not alone in my grief; that there is a Lord who cares for us. These words were a breath of fresh air for me, because before that none of my relatives could console me. This is how I found my Heavenly Father.
In the 10th grade, spiritual thirst awoke in me again. And the Lord brought me back to this woman. Every Saturday I came to visit her, and we studied the holy scriptures in detail, and prayed. During that period, I was constantly with God in my thoughts and even my school essays could not do without mentioning him. Those were joyful days; I was glowing, I wanted to tell everyone about God. But my parents weren’t happy with my faith.
Then I went to college: a new environment, friends, knowledge, and many temptations, and less time for reading the Bible and prayer. I limited myself to prayer at night, thanking God for all his deeds. Despite the fact that I left him, the Lord was always there and constantly reminded me of that fact.