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• Faith in the storm.

  Apr 11, 2026 Gabriel 5 Comments

  I’m writing this from a Christian hospital in India, and the last february have been unlike anything I’ve experienced before.

  It started suddenly.

  I found myself dealing with bleeding — blood coming from my urine, vomit, and stool. It was confusing and honestly frightening. Things moved quickly, and before I had time to process it, I was admitted and placed under observation.

  In the middle of all that, there was another layer I couldn’t ignore.

  I didn’t come here with financial security.

  Money has been a real concern. Even before the hospital, things were tight. Then suddenly, I’m in a situation where medical care, food, and daily expenses all matter even more.

  What made it more unexpected was how I even got here. When I was trying to travel to India my flight was arranged at the last minute by someone who stepped in to help. I still have to repay him later, so it’s not a complete solution — but in that moment, it felt like a door opening when I had no way forward.

  “And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.”
  — Philippians 4:19

  I’ve been holding onto that, even when it doesn’t fully make sense yet.

  Being in the hospital has not been easy.

  Physically, there have been moments of weakness. Emotionally, I’ve had ups and downs. There were times I felt overwhelmed — even breaking down internally. Questions came up that I didn’t have clear answers for:

  Why is this happening now?
  How will I manage everything?
  What happens next?

  There were moments where my faith felt shaken. Not gone — but not strong either. Just uncertain.

  “Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me?”
  — Psalm 42:5

  That verse felt real in a way I hadn’t experienced before.

  At the same time, this hasn’t been a place of only struggle.

  This is a Christian hospital, and that has made a difference.

  I’ve met people here — patients, staff, others — who have shown kindness in simple ways. Conversations started naturally. I didn’t expect to build connections here, but I did.

  I even joined some Gospel sharing times within the hospital.

  Sitting there, listening — and sometimes participating — I was reminded of truths I already knew, but needed to hear again.

  “Be still, and know that I am God.”
  — Psalm 46:10

  In the middle of confusion, that invitation to be still has been important.

  There have also been small but real blessings:

  I have a place to stay.
  I am having doctors friends who are suggesting me steps, 
  I am not completely alone.

  And somehow, day by day, I’ve had enough to get through.

  “Give us today our daily bread.”
  — Matthew 6:11

  That idea of daily provision has become very practical.

  I’m not seeing everything solved at once — but I’m seeing just enough for each day.

  Still, the challenges are real.

  Finances are still a concern. I know I will need to repay what was given for the flight. Food and daily needs are not always certain. There’s still a level of instability.

  But I can’t ignore what God has already done.

  He made a way for me to come here.
  He placed me in an environment where I am being cared for.
  He surrounded me with people — even in an unexpected place.

  “So do not fear, for I am with you.”
  — Isaiah 41:10

  I’m choosing to hold onto that, even with unanswered questions.

  I’m sharing this with you because I need your prayers.

  Please pray for healing — that the bleeding would fully stop and my body would recover.
  Please pray for provision — for finances, food, and what’s needed to continue.
  Please pray for strength — especially in moments where I feel weak or uncertain.
  And please pray for steady faith — not based on how I feel, but rooted in trust.

  This experience has had confusion, fear, and even breakdown moments.

  But it has also had glimpses of God’s work that I don’t want to overlook.

  I’m taking it one day at a time.

  And for now… that is enough.

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• Matthew’s Story: From Prayers to Purpose

  Oct 29, 2025 Gabriel 0 Comments

  (For safety reasons, “Matthew” is not his real name.)

  Matthew grew up in in a Muslim country and a muslim family. Faith was part of everything,  from morning prayers to how the family lived each day. “It was just how life was,” he says. “Everyone around me did the same. I never really questioned it.”

  He prayed, fasted, and followed every custom he was taught. But even with all that, something always felt missing. “I believed in God,” Matthew says, “but He felt far away. I wanted to know Him, not just follow rules.”

  That feeling stayed with him for years,  until one day, a new friend began to change his life.

  Matthew met a kind man from a local church who owned a small business nearby. They often talked about work, family, and life. “He never argued about religion,” Matthew remembers. “He just listened. And when he talked about Jesus, it was like he was talking about someone he actually knew.”

  Over time, that friend invited Matthew to church. He went quietly, just to see. “I didn’t plan to believe anything,” he says with a laugh. “I just wanted to understand why these people seemed so peaceful.”

  During one service, the pastor read a verse that stuck in Matthew’s mind:
  ‘Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.’ (Matthew 11:28)

  “It was like those words were for me,” he says. “I realized I’d been trying so hard to please God, but I never felt peace. I wanted the rest Jesus talked about.”

  That night, Matthew prayed for the first time in his own words. “I told God, ‘If Jesus is real, please show me.’”

   

  In the weeks that followed, Matthew says something began to change in him. He felt drawn to read the Bible and talk more with his Christian friends. Slowly, he came to believe that Jesus truly is the Son of God.

  “It wasn’t sudden,” he says. “It was like a light turning on, a little bit brighter each day.”

  But when his family found out he had become a Christian, things became difficult. “They were angry and hurt,” Matthew says quietly. “They told me not to come home. Since then, we haven’t spoken.”

  He still prays for them every day. “I love them,” he says. “I just want them to know the peace I found.”

   

  Over time, Matthew started helping at the church, greeting people, cleaning up, and reading the Bible with new believers. And Church gave him shelter. He began to see how many others in his community were searching for answers just like he once had.

  Then, one day, I met him and after atleast 20 meetings, I told him about Global Radio Outreach (GRO), a ministry that shares the message of Jesus through radio and online broadcasts. “As soon as I heard about it, something clicked,” Matthew says. “I thought, That’s how I can reach people like me.”

  Matthew had always loved listening to the radio growing up. “Late at night, I’d turn it on and listen to voices from faraway places,” he says. “Now I get to be one of those voices.” He don’t like the fact that radios are gone now-a-days. 

   

  We are meeting almost everyday to train him how to talk and preparing topics to talk. He’s learning how to record, speak clearly, and share messages that answer questions about Jesus in a gentle and respectful way. But he is scared and I understand. I would be crying. That’s a lot of responsibility. 

  “I’m not on the air yet,” Matthew says, “but I’m getting ready. I want to tell people that God isn’t far away,  He’s near. You can know Him personally.”

  He plans to speak in Bengali, his heart language, and share simple Bible truths with listeners who may be secretly curious about Jesus.

  One verse he keeps on his desk gives him courage:
  ‘Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in.’ (Revelation 3:20)

  “That’s what Jesus did for me,” Matthew says. “He knocked, and when I finally opened my heart, He came in.”

   

  Matthew’s family still doesn’t talk to him, but he hasn’t lost hope. “I believe one day, they’ll understand,” he says. “God’s timing is perfect.” And now he has a small income source from my me which eventually given by you GRO family. 

  Through Global Radio Outreach, Matthew’s story is becoming a message for others,  proof that God is still reaching hearts in quiet, powerful ways.

  As the Bible says:
  “Their voice has gone out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.” (Romans 10:18)

  And soon, Matthew’s voice will join that chorus — sharing hope, peace, and the truth of Jesus across our country.

   

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• From Water to Wilderness: My Story of Falling and Finding God Again

  Sep 22, 2025 Gabriel 1 Comments

  When I was baptized, I thought life with God would get easier. I thought peace would fill me every day. I thought I would suddenly become more disciplined, more faithful, more untouchable. I imagined I would walk out of that water as a new person, safe from the struggles that had chased me before.

  But that’s not what happened.

  Right after baptism, I was hit harder than ever. It was like the devil was waiting for me the moment I came out of the water.

  And you know what? That’s not strange. Even Jesus went through it. The Bible says:

  “Then Jesus was led by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the devil.”
  —Matthew 4:1

  Jesus’ baptism was followed by temptation. Mine was too. I just didn’t see it coming.

   

  Not long after, temptation came in like a flood. Lust filled my mind. I smoked for the first time. I cursed my own life. And in the darkest moments, I even cursed God.

  I couldn’t understand. Why would this happen after I gave my life to Him? I thought baptism was supposed to protect me from this.

  But the Bible says we are in a real fight:

  “We are not fighting against humans. We are fighting against forces and authorities and against rulers of darkness and powers in the spiritual world.”
  —Ephesians 6:12 (CEV)

  I was fighting, but I wasn’t ready. I thought I was strong. I thought I could handle it. But I was weaker than I believed.

  Living in Fear

  My choices started catching up to me. I became afraid, especially for my health. When I went in for a medical checkup, I was sure the results would be bad. I thought my smoking and reckless living had already destroyed me.

  But the results surprised me. They came back better than I expected.

  That moment shook me. I didn’t deserve mercy, but God gave it to me anyway.

  The Bible says:

  “If we are not faithful, He will still be faithful, because He cannot deny who He is.”
  —2 Timothy 2:13 (NCV)

  Even when I turned away from God, He never turned away from me. That truth broke me. Not because I was strong, but because I finally reached the end of myself.

  The Breaking

  Here’s what I learned: sometimes God lets us fall so we can see we can’t do this on our own.

  Before, I was proud. I thought I was a “good man” because I didn’t smoke, didn’t fall into certain sins, and lived clean. But deep inside, my heart was proud. My strength was in myself, not in God.

  Jesus once said:

  “Those who try to hold on to their lives will give up true life. But those who give up their lives for me will hold on to true life.”
  —Matthew 10:39 (NCV)

  I had to lose my idea of strength before I could find real life in Him.

  The Surrender

  I came to the end of myself and finally surrendered. Not with fancy words. Just broken, empty, desperate. I dropped to my knees and gave God everything I had left, which wasn’t much.

  And He met me there.

  Slowly, He began to rebuild me. He didn’t rebuild me with pride or with the false strength of “being good.” He rebuilt me with His grace.

  Paul wrote:

  “But the Lord said to me, ‘My grace is enough for you. When you are weak, my power is made perfect in you.’”
  —2 Corinthians 12:9 (NCV)

  I used to hide my weakness. Now I’ve learned: my weakness is where Christ shows His strength.

   

  Learning God’s Way

  God doesn’t always work the way we expect. I thought He would make me stronger by helping me keep my pride. But He broke that pride, because it was in the way.

  The prophet Jeremiah talks about how God is like a potter:

  “But the jar he was making did not turn out as he had hoped, so the potter crushed it into a lump of clay again and started over.”
  —Jeremiah 18:4 (NLT)

  That was me. I was the broken jar. But God didn’t throw me away. He started over.

  Serving Again

  As I surrendered, God gave me new strength. Not strength to boast, but strength to serve.

  He opened the door for me to work with the youth. I began giving more of myself than ever before. This time it wasn’t about proving I was a “good man.” It was about showing God’s love and giving back what He had given me.

  My life, which felt like it was slipping away, was placed back in His hands. And His hands are safe hands.

  Waiting Through the Storm

  I actually started writing this story a month ago. But every time I tried to finish, something got in the way. Another storm would rise. Another problem would hit.

  Now I understand why. God didn’t want me to write this story halfway through. He wanted me to wait until I could see His work more clearly.

  David wrote in the Psalms:

  “I waited patiently for the Lord. He turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the pit of destruction, out of the sticky mud. He set me on a rock. He made my feet steady.”
  —Psalm 40:1–2 (NCV)

  God used the waiting time to shape me, to strengthen me, to remind me He was in control.

  The Victory

  Now I can say this with confidence: the struggle was real, but so is God’s victory.

  I used to think strength meant not smoking, not falling, not slipping up. But true strength is not about what I can do. True strength is found in what God does through me.

  Yes, the devil attacked me hard after my baptism. Yes, I failed. But God’s grace was greater than my failure. His mercy was stronger than my weakness. His love pulled me back even when I pushed Him away.

  The Bible says:

  “My dear children, you belong to God, so you have already defeated these false prophets. This is because the One who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world.”
  —1 John 4:4 (NCV)

  That’s the truth I now stand on.

  My Final Words

  If you’ve been baptized and thought your struggles would end, but instead they got worse, you’re not alone. If you’ve fallen harder than ever before after giving your life to Jesus, you’re not the only one.

  Baptism doesn’t end the battle. It declares whose side you’re on. And when you declare for Christ, the enemy takes notice.

  But don’t be afraid. You don’t fight alone. God is with you, and He is greater.

  The struggle is real. The temptations are real. The breaking is real.

  But God’s victory is even more real.

  And that’s the story of my life, broken, rebuilt, and held by His grace.
  
  Love,
  Gabriel.

   

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• Reading the Bible with a Curious Stranger

  Aug 6, 2025 Gabriel 0 Comments

  About 3 days ago, I met a young man from France in my hostel lobby. He was curious, open-minded, searching, eager to understand things beyond what he already knew. What started as a simple conversation turned into something more meaningful, a shared journey through the Bible.

  We began reading together, starting with the Gospel of Matthew. Neither of us were scholars. But both of us were hungry to learn, about God, about faith, about what these ancient texts still say to people today.

  We’ve made it through Matthew chapters 1 to 11 so far. It's been intense. These chapters cover a lot, Jesus’ birth, His baptism, the Sermon on the Mount, miracles, and deep teachings about life, faith, and the Kingdom of Heaven. Every page sparked new questions. Every answer led to more reflection.

  We're both committed to finishing the book of Matthew in the few days we have left. Time is short, but the focus is real. 

  Reading the Bible with someone from a different culture, background, and belief system has opened my eyes in ways I didn’t expect. This wasn't a planned Bible study. It was just two people, drawn together by curiosity, learning side by side.

  That’s the beauty of truth, it meets us wherever we are. Even in a hostel lobby.

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• Baptized in Pattaya: Finding God's Grace in a City of Sin

  Aug 1, 2025 Gabriel 1 Comments

  Pattaya, Thailand, is a city with a reputation. Most people don’t think of God when they hear its name. They think of nightlife, sex tourism, and excess. They call it “Sin City.” But in the middle of that chaos, I experienced something holy. I got baptized.

  Yes — baptized in Pattaya.

  I’ve been a Christian for years. My faith has grown through Bible studies, fellowship, and prayer. But I had never taken the public step of baptism. Not because I didn’t believe. I did. But the timing never felt right. Life kept moving. I kept waiting. And then, God surprised me.

  A Trip That Turned Into a Spiritual Milestone

  When I went to Pattaya, it wasn’t for a baptism. I was there with my Bible friends. We knew about the city's reputation, but we also knew we weren’t going there to join in — we were there to be light. Even still, it felt ironic. This wasn’t the place I imagined making a deep spiritual commitment.

  But God’s ways don’t follow our logic.

  “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. — Isaiah 55:8

  One evening, during our time of fellowship and reflection, the idea of baptism came up. It hit my heart in a different way. There was no pressure. No hype. Just a quiet stirring from the Holy Spirit. I knew it was time.

  Baptism in a Place No One Expects

  We planned it for the beach but eventually did it in a pool. It was simple, honest, and unforgettable. Just a small group of believers, my spiritual family, standing in the middle of a city known for everything but God.

  And yet, God was right there.

  That moment in the water was powerful. Not because of where I was, but because of where I was. The contrast made it even clearer: God's grace doesn’t avoid broken places. It invades them.

  “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” — John 1:5

  That baptism wasn’t just a public declaration of faith. It was a declaration of truth: God is not limited by location. His power reaches anywhere.

  God Doesn’t Wait for Perfect Conditions

  If I’ve learned anything, it’s this, God doesn’t wait for things to be clean, quiet, or convenient. He moves in the mess. He works in unexpected places. He meets people where they are and brings transformation on His terms.

  Pattaya is known for sex tourism, drinking, and parties, and yet, I saw Jesus there. Not just in my baptism, but in the worship we shared, the fellowship we had, the love that surrounded us. God was active in a place most people write off as spiritually dead.

  “Where sin increased, grace increased all the more.” — Romans 5:20

  If that doesn’t humble you, nothing will.

  You Never Know Where God Will Move

  Looking back, I see the beauty in God’s plan. I thought I needed a peaceful retreat or a quiet church altar to take this step. Instead, God chose a place known for everything opposite, and turned it into holy ground.

  Why? Because He can.

  That’s the point of grace. It doesn’t wait. It doesn’t ask for permission. It shows up, even in the heart of darkness, and does what only God can do.

  My baptism in Pattaya taught me something I’ll never forget:

  You never know where God will lead you, or how He’ll work when you get there.

  And maybe that’s exactly how it should be. Because then, it’s undeniably His doing. Not ours.

  “The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going.” — John 3:8

  That’s the Spirit. That’s God.

  And that’s my story.

   

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