I began my life of faith in a Protestant church when I was around twenty. At first, I believed, “If more people believe in God, wouldn’t this world become more like heaven?” But reality proved different. Instead of being the salt and light of the world, some churches brought scandal and disgrace to society. I felt disappointed. Still, I believed that God exists and that somewhere, there must be a true church that follows His word. With that hope, I visited many churches, listened to countless sermons, and even spoke with well-known pastors. Yet whenever I heard sermons that glorified the preacher more than God, I sighed in disappointment, thinking, “This isn’t the church of truth.”
After years of searching, I encountered the Church of God—and it was unlike any place I had ever seen. One day, during a shared meal, I noticed the pastor standing in line with the members. I asked, “Pastor, are you waiting in line, too?” He simply smiled and said, “I’m a sinner too.” I was deeply moved by his humility—a pastor who lowered himself to serve the members. It made me feel that this was truly a place where God dwells. Perhaps the members reflect God’s image because they are the children of God, who sacrificed Himself to save them.
I lost my mother just a few days after I was born and was raised by my grandmother. Although I never experienced a mother’s love, I longed for it all my life. So when I first heard about God the Mother, something in my heart was stirred. It was a truth I had never heard in any church. The idea felt so natural—if there is a father, shouldn’t there also be a mother? Even the word “us” in Genesis 1 revealed it clearly: both God the Father and God the Mother created the heavens and the earth. I felt deep regret for all the years I had lived without knowing this truth. Filled with a desire to begin the life of faith I had always dreamed of, I asked to be baptized right away. That is how I became a child of God—and received the love I had yearned for all my life.
Feeling that I had come to the truth too late, I committed myself to attending every worship service and studying the Bible diligently. The more I examined the Scriptures, the more confident I became in the truth. I was especially moved when I learned how to receive eternal life. I had once believed that God, as the righteous Judge, would grant heaven to anyone who believed in Him and lived a good life; I thought God would never allow a morally upright person to perish. But now I know—that alone is not enough. I truly give thanks that God grants the blessing of eternal life to those who come to the Spirit and the Bride and keep the New Covenant.
Since discovering the truth, I have found my purpose: to help lead our lost heavenly family members back to God. Just as the Bible says, I want to make disciples of all nations and teach them to obey everything God has commanded. For decades, I kept a Bible in my car while searching for the truth. I am certain there are others doing the same even now. Wherever I go and whoever I meet, I will continue to share the good news, proclaim the truth, and bring souls to life.