09/06/2026
As an ex-Muslim, one of my greatest fears when I became born again was that my parents would find out.
I am the firstborn son of a respected Mallam, and in our entire family, nobody had ever become a Christian. I believed that the day my father discovered my conversion would be the end of my life. I thought I would be disowned and rejected for setting what many would consider a bad example for the rest of the children.
So I constantly prayed that my parents would never find out.
Eventually, my father discovered the truth.
To my surprise, he did not disown me. Instead, he asked me one simple question:
“Why did you become a Christian?”
After I shared my encounter and explained my journey, he listened carefully. Being a spiritual man himself, he understood where I was coming from. He simply said, “We will talk about it later.”
From that day, something unexpected happened. Instead of fighting my faith, he protected it. In fact, if I missed church, he would sometimes remind me to go.
Many people came to him, urging him to disown me. I often overheard heated phone conversations. People would tell him:
“Your firstborn has disgraced you.”
“No one in your family has ever done this.”
“You should reject him.”
But my father always defended me.
One statement he often made stayed with me forever:
“I have seen a change in my son that I never saw when he was a Muslim.”
The truth is that Christ had transformed my life. There were many things I was involved in before salvation that I do not wish to discuss publicly. My family saw the difference, and that transformation became one of the reasons my father allowed me to continue pursuing God.
One day, I asked him a question that had troubled me for years.
“Dad, why didn’t you disown me?”
At first, he refused to answer, but after I persisted, he finally told me a story I had never heard before.
He asked me:
“Do you think your mother was the first woman I married?”
I said yes.
He replied:
“No.”
He told me that before marrying my mother, he had been married to another woman for years without having a child. Eventually, she became frustrated and left him.
He later married my mother, hoping things would change, but years passed about 8 years and there was still no child. He sought help everywhere, but nothing worked. The situation became so serious that my mother’s family gave him a warning to get my Mom pregnant within a month if not they will come for her.
Then someone told him about a young prophet who had just started a small church in a bush village.
One Friday afternoon, he decided to visit.
He said the church was very small, filled mostly with children. Honestly, he did not believe much would happen. Yet he knelt before the prophet and allowed him to pray.
As he described it to me, he laughed while mimicking how the children prayed in tongues around him. He said they cried, prayed, and even accidentally spat on him while praying.
He left without much expectation.
Exactly one month later, my mother became pregnant.
I was the child she conceived.
My father said I was the first seed, and after my birth, the door opened for other children to follow. Then he married his second wife and add to my Mum.
But he also told me that from the womb, there was unusual opposition against my life.
When my mother finally gave birth, many people did not believe it was true. Some even sent spies to confirm whether she had really delivered a child.
Then came my naming ceremony.
My father said that day was also a Friday.
Unknown to them, some people allegedly planned to poison my mother through a special parcel of fish given as a gift. The parcel was placed on the veranda while everyone was busy preparing for the celebration.
Later, when they went to retrieve it, it was gone.
Witnesses reported seeing a strange dog carrying the parcel into the bush.
When they followed the dog, they found the package carefully placed under a tree. The fish was untouched. Not a single piece had been eaten.
My father found this unusual because any normal dog would have eaten the fish.
After consulting spiritually, he was told that the child born into the family carried a prophetic destiny and that attempts had been made to stop his life before his purpose could unfold.
My father believed God had preserved me.
Personally, I have always believed that the dog was not ordinary. If God could use a donkey in Scripture, I believe He could send an angel in whatever form He chooses. My father said he never saw that dog again.
Then he looked at me and said something I will never forget:
“Where I got you from, I got you from the altar of a church.”
Every prophetic word will always attract the attention of the enemy just like Jesus and Moses’s lives attracted the enemy even from infancy.
My dad continued:
“When you became born again, God reminded me where I got you from and warned me not to fight your destiny.”
He admitted that he had once hoped I would inherit his Mallam tradition and spiritual practices. But he said the grace and calling he saw upon my life would not allow him to stand against what God had ordained.
That conversation answered a question I had carried for years.
Did I face persecution? Absolutely.
I experienced rejection, beatings, insults, hardship, and many painful experiences that I rarely speak about today. The main reason they could not unalive was because I carried my Dad’s Support and God’s Grace. Usually before the public can harm you, they first check to see whether your parents had disowned you. They could have hurt me much if I was disowned.
But through it all, I learned one lesson:
Nothing can stop the purpose of God.
Today, many of the same people who once opposed me have become Christians themselves through me.
Don’t be afraid of how your family will react, just move by faith dear Muslims who are desiring to embrace Christ.
As I celebrate my birthday today, I thank God for His faithfulness, and I especially thank God for my beloved father.
On December 28, 2024, he passed away.
But before he left this world, he received Jesus Christ on his sickbed.
For that, I will forever be grateful.
If this testimony has encouraged you, please share it with someone. If you will love to give your life to Christ kindly contact me on WhatsApp +233208998707.God bless you.
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