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Kofoworola is a committed Christian. She gave her life to Christ in 1995. She has been privileged to serve in different areas of Ministry, including a Christian Radio Station based in Cotonou, Republic of Benin. Like the Bereans, she learnt to do personal biblical research, discovering some of the wonderful ways God still reveals Himself and His Will today.

Kofo has a great burden for the social outcast and underprivileged and  is involved in a not-for-profit Foundation. Kofo graduated from the University of Ife in 1978 and holds a Masters degree in Translation from the University of Lagos. She retired as a Conference interpreter, her dream job, from the West African Regional Organisation (ECOWAS) in 2018.

My Conversion Testimony

Quite simple really. I knew and loved Jesus for many years from reading the Bible over and over
again after I was delivered from smoking just by praying in His name many years back. I loved
His great wisdom when He asked the Pharisees to show Him the picture on the coin and ended
by declaring ‘Give unto Caesar what is Caesar, and to God, what is God’s. What wisdom, what
courage. You just can’t trap this guy. He’s too smart to be had!


Then there was His great self-control towards such injustice (even then what struck me most was
that the prostitute’s male counterpart was not dragged forward as well). Such injustice and
meanness towards one defenseless, socially-disadvantaged woman. I would have let them have a
piece of my mind! But Jesus was in control and merely let them have a ‘Peace’ of his mind!):
“He who is without sin, let him cast the first stone.” And none of the accusers, schemers, could
stand the heat – just because of a few words from him. Then such great compassion towards the
woman: “Hath no man condemned thee? Neither do I. Go thy way and sin no more”. Yes, so I
was already in love with Jesus. He was cool. Wise and smart. The kind of man I could look up to
and live happily ever after with!


So this Saviour, bloodshed thing rather spoiled things for me. Why don’t ‘they’ just let things
be. After all, does the idea of being a Christian not preclude all these ‘bloody’ imageries and stuff?
Bet some people just liked complicating things. Today, some Bible passages still make me
wonder how I had such difficulty believing for so long. You see, since the day I was delivered of
smoking 7 years back by getting on my knees, all by my little old self, and praying to God
through Jesus for help and receiving an answer, I had read the Bible in excitement from Genesis
to Revelations several times over, yet without really seeing those passages that so clearly explain
how Jesus is the Saviour!!


For me then, it was pretty clear; This was a VERY GOOD man, in fact, the PERFECT man, and
by my estimation, the full and COMPLETE embodiment of all previous prophets in the Bible (I
believed in some odd form of reincarnation then). That was good enough for me, and why don’t
‘they just let things be instead of always talking about ‘sacrifice and blood? Wicked men killed
Him, period. And now He is with God. Case closed!


I was also quite, quite upset with Jesus. I had no doubt whatsoever that He was in Heaven with
God. That is where good men go. I believed that implicitly as it makes simple sense. But why on
earth did this good man have to spoil everything by shouting at the end: ‘My God, my God, why
hast thou forsaken me?!! It would have been great comfort if that part of the Bible had ended
with a voice responding, “I have not forsaken you’. Or they could have done me a great favour
by just leaving that cry out. Didn’t make sense. Why tell me the story of such a great guy and get
me hooked on him, only to leave me frustrated at the end with that cry?


I was quite upset with Him for that for years! Could He have been abandoned by God? And
pray, why? I refused to accept that possibility, yet did not know what to make of that cry.
How grateful I am that today I know the conclusion of the matter to His cry prophesied in Psalm 22.

You see, Psalm 16 verses 9 -10, quoted by apostle Peter in Acts 2: 26-27 after the apostles

    were baptized by the Holy spirit says it all: “Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
    my body will live n hope, because you will not abandon me t the grave, nor will you let your
    Holy One see decay”.


    Yes He was forsaken and made to go to hell because He was carrying MY sin and
    YOURS on that cross. And since sin cannot enter Heaven because God is too holy to behold sin,
    (HABBAKUK 1: 13) there was no way He could have entered Heaven in that state. So, Yes, He went to hell
    for you and me. That was how my sins and yours were nailed to the cross with Him in death
    And NO!!! He was NOT abandoned there. And that was how he saved you and me – for without
    the shedding of blood there is no remission of sins (HEBREWS 9: 22-28). That is how my sins and yours were cancelled once and for all. That is why you can have salvation today IF you accept the sacrifice
    and declare it.


    He did come back to life after depositing all our past, present and future sins in hell, and to
    convince and reassure us all of the facts that He had overcome death, He showed Himself over 40 days to those He had prepared to share the Good News with you and me. During that
    period He declared “All power has been given to me in heaven and on earth…”. And they did
    spread the Good News. And that is why you and I and anyone who chooses to accept this
    sacrifice can have eternal life today.


    Today, I know that that cry that so upset me was in fact the cry that reconciled me to God.
    Today, I know He was NOT abandoned but rather He sits at the right hand of God the Father
    interceding for me and all those who truly believe. Alleluia!


    Well, that was my state then. I had read the Bible through and through over seven
    years, and enjoyed it too! But I could never understand the concept of The Blood Sacrifice
    although it was staring me in the face … and I was supposed to be so educated and well-read!!!
    Too big for my boots I guess. And pride is the greatest sin of all!! And it blocked me from
    accepting Jesus as my Lord and Saviour for too many years.


    I thank God that despite that He still had time for me. So I prayed, researched and spurned the
    Church with its many contradictions  (as I saw it then), until one day, only my third
    CONSECUTIVE and eager visit to a Bible-believing church I was invited to after not attending
    since my Secondary School days (YES!! – for almost thirty years – except for the
    occasional wedding or burial etc.).


    He had time for me and he has time for you too. If you have not yet availed yourself of this
    precious loving gift, I hope after reading this you will consider doing so seriously. He is the same
    yesterday today and forever. What He did for me, He can do for you. That is who the author of
    this book is all about. Be blessed.

    So what made me so eager to attend Church? A colleague had invited me to a Sunday worship
    one Sunday and I had agreed to go. The topic of the ‘Sunday School (called Search the
    Scriptures in this particular church) was on Sanctification. This meant that a clear distinction was
    made on what was sanctification and what was Salvation. It was taught by a young, small, semi-
    literate man. For the first 5 minutes, I was correcting his English in my mind and remember quite
    clearly thinking: ‘Is this what so and so has brought me to listen to? But I guess they must have
    been serious when they were binding demons in that church that day, because soon I was caught
    up in the study. So I moved on to thinking: ‘Hey, this young man knows something I don’t. And
    suddenly Bible texts I had read for the past 7 years were jumping at me and it was like: “How
    come I never saw that?!!” “Hey, that was simple enough so how come I never understood it?!!”
    etc.


    Then after that, as you can imagine from an ignorant mind, I started thinking of others… I
    thought of one or two people who claimed to have been born again, and felt perhaps it was
    sanctification they lacked, as somehow, I couldn’t quite see those attributes in them!!
    Sanctification struck me as exactly what Jesus was all about. I loved it and affirmed it
    desired it and finally wondered if I had it! Finally, I got to thinking about MY spiritual status!!
    How well our Lord Jesus Christ knew us when He advised us to first remove the log from our
    own eyes before attempting to remove the flint from the other person’s eyes!!!


    So then I was in a quandary: Well, I knew I was not born again although I was in love with
    Jesus. However, I was quite a moral person (meaning I felt I was better than some others so
    couldn’t be so bad), and wondered if perhaps I was sanctified. But the teacher handling the topic
    pointed out quite clearly that you could not be sanctified if you were not born again! Well, I left
    the church that day wondering about my state. Which was I?


    To cut a long story short, I attended the Church the second and third time, arriving early enough
    for the Sunday School each time. On my third visit, there was an altar call. And the Holy Spirit (I
    know Him well now. Alleluia! I didn’t then) asked me a few questions within the span of how
    many seconds which seemed much longer given the length of the conversation!!! Just goes to
    explain the Bible passage that with God one day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years
    like one day). 
     
    The pastor had just asked anyone who wanted to receive Christ as SAVIOUR to raise their hands
    and my immediate reaction was ‘ Oh, Not that again! Anything else but that. Not
    this complicated ‘Saviour’ thing again. Master YES!!!! Lord, vague enough and was I eager to
    raise my hands for anything concerning Jesus!! But Saviour?? I really would like to make some
    form of commitment but Saviour? Really!
     
    Then the Holy Spirit stepped in – or my spiritual eyes were opened? Here is the conversation I
    had at the age of 39, with the Holy Spirit on that September or November Sunday in 1995.
     
    Holy Spirit: So, madam, (something to that effect, with a tone of rebuke), you have read many
    books, right?

    Me: Yes.
    HS: Trying to understand who exactly I am, how to get closer to me, and especially what this
    Saviour thing is all about, right?
    Me: Yes
    HS: And it doesn’t make sense, does it?
    Me: No.
    HS: Do you know how one page of the many books you have read is produced?
    Me: Well, they did teach us it has something to do with the pulp of wood or something but as to
    the whole process, No.
    HS: No?
    Me: Guess not.
    HS: But do you realize that there are many people who know how it is produced? People less
    educated than you, less well-read, but because they work where it is produced they know.
    Me: Mmm (thinking). Guess so. But what’s the point?
    HS: So you don’t know something that simple although there are many who know it – and you
    dare require understanding before you accept Jesus, as if I am a mere intellectual exercise, eh,
    madam?
    Me: (Silence or awakening?) Oh,ho!
    HS: Well, madam, I am the God Who healed you when you thought you were going to die alone
    in bed that night… Whom you called on and Who answered and saved you from death in that car
    accident in the 80’s, Who delivered you from the bondage of smoking so many years ago, etc.
    etc…. … and JESUS is the only Saviour I have for you. You can take Him or leave Him.
     
    By this time I was in tears thinking Yes, Yes, I know YOU as God, so it was you all the time.
    What a waste of precious time… I have been proud, what arrogance… I’m sorry Lord, I loved you
    before now and I accept Jesus as my personal Saviour, (sob, sob, sob, tears, tears, etc.)
     
     And as the Pastor was mentioning the sins to be repented of, he seemed to have been talking
    about me. Actions and positions I would have justified publicly and powerfully as I walked
    proudly into the church that day, were now revealed to me as sin and somehow, I recognized
    them suddenly as exactly that – sin!


    I raised my hand of course, still weeping (till today, I still wonder how what seemed to me to be
    such a long conversation probably lasted a second or two by human timing!!!!) I prayed the
    sinner’s prayer of repentance, which I now know God ALWAYS answers. And it was like..
    Finally, I am at peace, relieved. No more confusion, no more intellectual struggles to
    understand… I put my FAITH in Christ first, and do you know within a few months, I had
    obtained the previous INTELLECTUAL and SPIRITUAL understanding of How Jesus  is my
    Saviour and indeed the Saviour of the whole wide world!

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