Testimony of Conversion

I was born in and grown up in an unsaved family in 1953 and the Lord found me by summer 1971 while I was in the first year at college.  

It was a summer amidst the prolonged and horrible war in my country and our city. Most people in the city were leaving to avoid the battle; schools and colleges, markets were closed; every person who still tarried home expected a devastating battle; the city seemed dying of fear and uncertainty…  

I was one of those who still remained at home alone to take care the home from being robed and after a few days I felt so bored. Quite sudden my thought kept wandering with question after question about life and its meaning and I was wondering if there is a life after this life as the religious people believe and I had strongly denied. To this point in my life, I did not believe that there is a God of universe, and I did not think religion is a necessity.  

One day I had my lunch with a loaf of French bread wrapped in a piece of paper from a discarded Gospel tract with four disconnected pages presenting Jesus Christ as the begotten Son of God through John 3:16 and I read those pages while eating my lunch. The concept “begotten Son of God” soon attracted my attention and after reading through the pages I felt very disappointed to the America: I thought the America not only tried to  destroy my country with war it also fooled Vietnamese people with mythic religion like Evangelicalism. I decided to study more on this so that I’ll be able to denounce it, saving our Vietnamese people from being fooled.  

After that event, to make the long story short, I spent many days to gain knowledge on Evangelicalism and Christian faith in order to argue against the belief by went asking from Christians to Pastors, Bishop, … I also read New Testament but the more I asked and read the more I confused the belief and I thought those who  believe in things like “the begotten Son of God” are all wrong until one day I met an American missionary  who could speak my language fluently to argue against him.  

That missionary seemed fully confident as he allowed me to speak what were heavy in my heart, he then seemed understand that I have difficulty in believing in myths and mythic religions (which are so familiar to an Asian man like me) so he focused on explaining to me the real meaning of the concept “begotten Son of God” (in Greek) as God revealed Himself in the human form to save human race. After several weeks talking  with him I was convinced of the fact that there is a God of universe, of the revelation of God in the Bible, of  the sinful nature of human race, of the need of salvation, of the perfect plan for salvation of God in Jesus  Christ, and the Holy Spirit eventually brought me through that missionary to a point where I was convicted of  my sin and convinced of the need of trusting Jesus Christ “the begotten Son of God” my personal Savior and  Lord.  

Now I know the Lord found me on that event by sending me not only the French bread but also His bread of eternal life!