Testimonials
At age thirteen, she met a man who had left the Christian faith. Though critical of religion, he spoke respectfully of Jesus, which sparked her curiosity. She asked her father for a Bible and began reading the New Testament. Though she didn’t understand it fully, she prayed the salvation prayer, thinking she had left Islam—even though she didn’t yet grasp Christianity. Later that year, she was tragically assaulted by a friend of that man. Feeling hopeless, she attempted suicide. Surviving that, she married young to escape her home environment, but the marriage was short-lived and painful. After her divorce, she lost two close loved ones and fell into addiction—drinking, smoking, and isolating herself. During the COVID pandemic, her father became critically ill. On the night of her 18th birthday, doctors said he wouldn’t survive. Desperate, she reached out to a Christian man online who encouraged her to pray. That night, she cried out to God until morning—and received news that her father was miraculously healed. That day, she believed in Jesus. Though her family opposed her faith, she held on. Over time, they softened, and she was freed from her addictions. Despite encountering some who hurt her in the name of Christianity, her faith in Jesus remained strong. Eventually, she found a safe church community through Brother Siroos and a Christian sister. For the past two years, she’s been faithfully serving—sharing the Gospel, praying for others, and spreading God’s love wherever she can.
Elia shares that his family came to Christ when he was young, but over time they drifted away, and life filled with conflict and despair. Feeling hopeless, he told God, “If You see me, show me by tomorrow.” The next day, the Holy Spirit moved in their home, and he was baptized and fell in love with God.
Later, temptation pulled him away again—into smoking, drinking, and drugs. He hit rock bottom but still believed God was real. Though ashamed to return, he knew forgiveness was just a prayer away.
His sister, connected to brother Cyrus's church, was praying for him. During a prayer meeting, someone spoke: “God says, I still remember your love—just come back and repent.” That word stayed with him. After another night of emptiness, he knelt, repented, and was filled with the Holy Spirit again. Though he stumbled, God faithfully lifted him up and lead him with the help of his leaders.
"When I was 17 years old, I first received the Gospel through our neighbor, who had lived in Australia for many years and had returned to Iran after all this time. The first time I read the book, I returned it to him because I thought it was ridiculous and laughable to change one’s religion. I felt content with the God I had, as I was born a Muslim, but I wasn’t truly practicing Islam.
After I rejected the idea of believing in Jesus at that time, God worked on my heart all those years.
Then, after 16 years, when I was a schoolteacher, the parent of one of my students "caught" me. For 8 months during the school year, they befriended me. On the last day of school, they took my number and later shared the Gospel with me. After a year and four months of friendship with this parent, my knees bowed before Jesus, and I believed in Him.
At the beginning of my faith, everything seemed funny to me, but it didn’t take long—maybe 4 or 5 weeks after I believed—that everything suddenly changed for me, and I fell in love with Him.
Amen, that I may be among the faithful and one of His chosen ones."
"My life story began when I was accepted into a university in a city far from home, and I had to move there. During that time, I was in a relationship with someone, and everything seemed fine between us, or at least that’s what I thought and hoped for. When I moved to that city, the first few days were a bit tough, but over time, I adjusted. However, my relationship wasn’t progressing as I had hoped, and I had to separate from that person. My emotional pain began to set in, and to fill the void of love, I would cling to anyone I met, trying to fill the emptiness, but every time, I ended up at a dead end. All of this piled up to the point where I felt I couldn’t go on, and my emotional state was shattered.
For several days, I felt terrible, crying at night, weeping, and expressing my sorrow to God, saying, “You’ve abandoned me, I’m not okay, I’m lost,” and many other things that stemmed from the losses in my life and my relationships. This continued for a while until a dear friend, who had immigrated to Turkey, messaged me and began talking about Jesus Christ—how His presence had changed their life and healed their spirit. They told me they would send me a book to read and to pray.
When they were speaking to me, it felt like exactly what I had been searching for, and I knew it could definitely help me. I remember that without even wanting to research or think too much about it, I accepted it and believed in Him. When I gave my heart to Jesus Christ, my heart began to heal. There were still wounds, but it felt like a new life had emerged within me, and I began to feel good. Everything started to fall into place, and every day, my condition improved.
I was so happy about this change that whenever I saw anyone who didn’t seem to be in a good place, I would share the Gospel with them, telling them about how Jesus had given me peace and how good I felt. Now, seven years have passed since that moment, and every year, I take pride in knowing that Jesus Christ is my Savior and has entered my life."