"Gigi again. She is there again."
I knew that was what the Sudanese Embassy would say. I had been the coordinator
of the Sudanese Women Voice for Peace, and we had just presented papers to the
1994 International Conference on Population and Development in Cairo. The Sudanese
delegation was not too happy with us and there was a confrontation. We ran away,
but the Embassy knew I was there.
It was not the first time I had caused them trouble. I went to Egypt because
of the civil war in my country. It was difficult for me to get the money to go
to university, because I am from Southern Sudan and the government is in the north.
If you went to the Sudanese Embassy, they would say "Oh, you are from the
north, you are okay. But you are from the south? We don't know how you came to
Egypt."
Eventually, I was able to get some money, but I had trouble at the university
when the dean of the faculty would not let me sit for the exams. I went to the
Sudanese Embassy but they would not help me. They did not want to have bad relations
with the Egyptians.
So I went to court. I sued the Egyptian government and I won. I was allowed
to transfer to Cairo University to finish my studies. The Sudanese ambassador
called me to his office and he was very angry. I went on to be a secretary for
Sudanese students, to help them with these kinds of problems. The Sudanese embassy
did not forget me. They had tried to jeopardize my future, but my God had worked
it out for my good.
You see, I had always believed in God and called myself a Christian. I went
to church regularly, but the truth was, I was just like everybody else. I tried
to enjoy myself and fill my time with all kinds of things. Then my friend, Jane,
invited me to a Bible study. I learned that what I thought it meant to be a Christian
was wrong. Then I knew that there was something missing - and it was serious!
But I didn't know what it was exactly.
I thought: "What do I do?" Maybe if I read my Bible and went to the
Bible study, maybe if I did a lot of good things and became a "good girl,"
I would be okay. Being from Southern Sudan - where there are many Christians -
and from the Dinka tribe, I had a clear idea of what a "good girl" should
be. In my tribe, a girl was raised a virgin. I thought that since I did not go
around with men that I was good.
But the Bible told me, "Not yet, Gigi. You are not good yet." So
I tried to be nice to people. In my mind, I did it so that people would say, "That
Gigi is a nice girl." I did my best to be a good person. But it wasn't enough.
When I lied, I felt so bad that I would say, "God does not like me today."
One night in 1989, Jane invited me to stay at her house. There on her table
was a little booklet called The Four Spiritual Laws. I thought, "I didn't
know that there were only four spiritual laws." It was in English, but it
was small and it was interesting. Before I went to sleep, I started to read it.
Believe me, it was the first time I'd heard that God loves me. Not just on
the days when I am a "good girl." I had a problem with that. How could
God love me?
The second law said that we are separated from God by our sin. But what was
the meaning of sin? That struck me.
I learned that sin is not just what you do, it's an attitude. But what could
I do with that sinfulness? Wasn't there some way to be good? That is what the
rest of the laws told me - that if I accepted Jesus Christ in my life, then I
would experience His forgiveness and He would change me.
At the end of the booklet was a prayer. The booklet asked if this was the desire
of my heart and I knew it was. I read the prayer again and again because it was
in English. I wanted to be sure that I understood the words and that I absorbed
them. The message in this booklet had made me very excited, but I wanted to pray
this prayer from my heart.
It was God Himself that had been missing from my life. When I asked Jesus into
my heart, I began a new life. No more lies. No more running around. God gave me
new goals and new desires.
Having Jesus in my life did not eliminate my problems - I have had many struggles,
but He is always there to help me. The papers the women and I presented to the
conference in Cairo were about the consequences of the Sudanese civil war for
the people in Southern Sudan. I was living in Egypt without proper documents and
my embassy would not renew my passport. They called me in again and again and
I knew it was not safe. After this, the United Nations granted me refugee status.
Through my work with other refugees, my husband and I had contact with the Canadian
consulate and we were able to come to Canada. Now my husband and I are trusting
God for our new life in a new country.
Living with Jesus in my life is like being in the Mediterranean Sea off the
coast of Egypt. If you lie still and relax in the water, you will float on the
surface. If you struggle, you will sink. I struggled on my own to be a "good
girl," but I couldn't do it. Now I rest in God's hands, and He lifts me up.
Are you fighting the battles on your own? Are you sinking rather than swimming?
You don't have to. You can receive Christ right now by faith through prayer.
Praying is simply talking to God. God knows your heart and is not so concerned
with your words as He is with the attitude of your heart. You can pray a prayer
like Gigi's:
Lord Jesus, I want to know you personally. Thank you for dying
on the cross for my sins. I open the door of my life to you and ask you to come
in as my Saviour and Lord. Take control of my life. Thank you for forgiving my
sins and giving me eternal life. Make me the kind of woman you want me to be.
If this prayer expresses the desire of your heart, pray it right now and Christ
will come into your life as He promised. If you invited Jesus Christ into your
life, thank God often that He is in your life, that He will never leave you and
that you have eternal life. As you learn more about your relationship with God,
and how much He loves you, you'll experience life to the fullest.