MY STORY

Marked by His Presence: My Encounter with Jesus

 

I was 17—driven, determined, and entirely focused on building my career and excelling in gaming. My life revolved around performance and personal goals, and though I was born into a Christian family, my relationship with God was distant, more cultural than personal.

 

Then, one ordinary winter night in January, everything changed. Out of the blue, a classmate sent me a voice note that would pierce through the noise of my world and ignite something deep within:
“Talk to Jesus Papa tonight, He will come to meet you.” Those words hit me like a divine invitation—personal, weighty, and strangely irresistible. Without fully understanding why, I was drawn to my prayer closet. For the first time in my life, I prayed with sincerity. No pretenses. No performances. Just a raw, hungry heart calling out to Jesus.

And He came. As I passed the half-hour mark in prayer, the atmosphere in my room began to shift. The air grew dense with glory, and the presence of God enveloped me like a thick, tangible blanket. It wasn’t just emotion—it was holy. Sacred. Otherworldly. It felt like Moses standing before the burning bush—like Heaven itself had invaded my room.

My space was no longer mine; it had been taken over by the beauty and majesty of Jesus. The atmosphere was charged with awe and wonder. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak—only weep in the overwhelming love and holiness that had filled every corner of that room.

 

That night, I was marked by the Presence.

 

Something eternal happened. I wasn’t the same teenager anymore. I had encountered the living God, and when you meet Jesus like that, you don’t walk away unchanged. I had no idea that night would not just change my life, but define it. Since then, I’ve been carrying a divine mandate—a holy calling to preach the Gospel, to proclaim His name to the nations, and to draw my generation into the same marvelous presence of God that changed me forever.

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This is my mission:

To raise up a generation that doesn’t just know about God, but knows Him intimately—
To awaken hearts bound by apathy and addiction into lives filled with fire,
To invade the digital space with the sound of revival,
To stand boldly for truth in a generation drowning in compromise,
To equip and release young voices into their Kingdom purpose,
And to prepare the way for a move of God in every school, street, city, and nation.
 

 

What happened in that room wasn’t just for me. It was the beginning of a movement—an awakening. And my prayer now is this:

May every heart experience what I experienced that night—
Heaven invading earth,
Jesus stepping into our rooms,
And lives never being the same again.