I was born on October 1, 1987 in Tîrgoviște city, Dâmbovița county, Romania. My father, a hydro construction engineer, and my mother, an accountant, gave to me and my brother a solid education but a non-restrictive one. They didn’t force us to follow their beliefs. My mother was a believer, but my father was not. In the early ’90, as a family, we moved from Tîrgoviște to a south-vest city of Romania, Drobeta Turnu Serverin, where my father got a job on the construction of a hydroelectric dam on the Danube River. My mother, who became a believer in the ’90, probably has had the deepest influence with respect to biblical truth for me and my brother. But this influence, although profound, didn’t had the power to transform me from within. 

As a child my interactions with biblical Christianity had a weighty effect upon my conscience, but I didn’t have the power to submit to the will of God. I remember that in Tîrgoviște, where we would spend the summers, my grandparents, who were christian, would teach us the Bible, and I saw in them the beautiful image of Christ. My father was a hot-tempered man, but my grandfather on the exact opposite. He was gentle, loving, caring. The peace and the joy in their family was indeed remarkable for me as a young boy. I learn in those years the fundamentals of Christianity, that I was a sinner, that Christ died for sinners, that men should repent of their sins and begin a new life with God. I remember that there were occasions when I would think of Christ suffering and cry but looking back, I understand now that it was a sort of sentimentalism devoid of real faith. It was not a true conviction of sin or a real cherishing of the person and sacrifice of Christ.

Until adolescence I was still practicing prayer and was abstaining from sins like lying, stealing or swearing. But as time passed, this morality was increasingly lowered, and the contact with the church very much disappeared, although my mother was now attending the First Baptist Church in Drobeta Turnu Serverin. So, in the course of the next five years or so, the influences of the Gospel were replaced with sinful behaviors, due also to the entourage that had nothing to do with God, or faith. So, around the age of 18 I had become a self-centered person. My affections were driven especially by sexual sins, pride and stuff associated with those things. I had become a slave of my lust. The desire to be in the centre of attention, to be the first was another idol in my heart. But there was a competition raging in me, because attracted by sexual sins I was inclined to step on my pride. On the other side, frequently, to demonstrate to others that nothing mastered me, I would abstain from certain lusts.

That was me before my conversion. In spite of blatant sin my life simultaneous I felt in me a developing sense of spiritual emptiness. Although the pleasures of sin were real and desirable, deeply they were not satisfying enough. Being enrolled in my classes, in a course of philosophy, I was meditating at the fleetness of human life and pleasure. I understood more and more that the carnal pleasures of sin are not ultimately satisfying. There was an intuition in me, as a hungry baby who has the instinct to reach his mother’s breasts, that there must be something more to life than I was living. Life could not have the ultimate answer in materialism and eventually in the grave. Something which my soul searched so passionately must exist, otherwise I will not have the desire in me. And instinctively I turned to God as the response and goal of my inner search. So, in a matter of months I started to believe in God as the supreme reality of existence. Certainly, the doctrines learned from childhood, and the work of the Spirit effectuate this decision.

My life changed, from idolizing myself to loving God as the supreme treasure of my life and that was shocking to most of them.

After a period of time I begin to read the Bible and I’ve been amazed about the fact that the commandments of Scripture (humbleness, abstinence from lusts, counting others more significant than ourselves, loving others) were the exact inclinations that I felt. At the same time, I was amazed and fascinated by the person of the Lord Jesus and. As I read more and more of the Gospels and the New Testament I realized that He was the central figure of it. It was hard for me to accept that He was the centre of it all, and not me, but at the same time I felt inexplicably attracted to His sheer greatness. He was exactly the opposite I was, and I wanted to be like Him and no more like me. At that time, I believed in Him, that He was the Messiah, the only beloved of the Father, the only way to the Father. Shortly after, I begin to attend Church, and my friends, seeing the transformation in my life, were curious and intrigued. That was an opportunity for me to witness to them. My life changed, from idolizing myself to loving God as the supreme treasure of my life and that was shocking to most of them. I was fighting sin and devouring the Bible. Soon after, I understood that I must be baptized and, in spite of the adversity I felt for it because of my pride, I was baptized. Though my faith journey is everything but perfect, I can witness that God supernaturally changed me. I am not anymore, the person I used to be.