Summary: Life has many seasons and only God is able to make everything beautiful in His perfect time. My name is Randy Bataanon and this is my personal testimony of God’s saving grace.
THE SEASONS AND SONGS OF MY LIFE
(My Personal Testimony of God’s Saving Grace)
Ecc 3:1, 11 To every thing there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the heavens: He has made everything beautiful in His time...
Life has many seasons and only God is able to make everything beautiful in His perfect time. My name is Randy Bataanon and this is my personal testimony of God’s saving grace.
It was a sunny day of April while the sun is at peak on the coconut farm when a series of bemoaning from a poor woman join the choruses of birds singing on the nearby trees. After a succession of groan and sigh, a voice of a new born child echoed on the small nipa hut. Yes a baby boy was born but there is no local midwife or anyone to help the mother who gave birth to a child alone.
Poverty and toil is how to describe the place. The Barrio was located about 10 kilometers away from the town, no concrete road and travelling is possible only by foot or by motorized boat. The barrio is located between the mountainous area and Pacific Ocean, about hundred kilometers south of Manila, the country capital. The place is called Brgy. Sta. Lucia, Mauban Quezon, Philippines the place where I was born.
I. THE SEASON OF SEARCHING FOR THE MEANING OF LIFE
Song: Note to God
Luk 5:31-32 Jesus answered and said to them, "Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. "I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners, to repentance."
It is malaria out break and almost every member of our family has been infected. It’s not long ago, that our youngest and 9th of the siblings died. I feel tired and drowsy but I can’t sleep. It is like I’m dreaming but I’m still awake. I tried to alleviate the pain by groaning but still I know the possibility that I’m dying. I wonder what life is after death. The thought of leaving my family, the fear of eternity and the millions of questions flooded my thought. I gathered all the remaining strength on my body and shouted as loud as I can – God, if you are real please save my family!
I gave up the last hope in my thought and prepared to die. The fever is burning and pain is blanketing my whole body. I felt the gentle touch of cold cloth from my forehead and all over my body. I know my mother is always there to be my nurse. But this time, It is like the hand of God. For I suddenly felt the relief, fever goes away, and the body pain is gone. God must be listening to the prayer of a young child. He must be paying attention to our own version of “Note to God”. By then, I sense the indescribable peace and I started to sleep.
II. THE SEASON OF FINDING GRACE FROM THE MERCY OF GOD
Song: I don’t know why Jesus loves me
Tit 3:3 Once we, too, were foolish and disobedient. We were misled by others and became slaves to many wicked desires and evil pleasures. Our lives were full of evil and envy. We hated others, and they hated us.
Tit 3:4 But then God our Savior showed us his kindness and love.
Tit 3:5 He saved us, not because of the good things we did, but because of his mercy. He washed away our sins and gave us a new life through the Holy Spirit.