Ruth Chesney

Each Monday, for a number of weeks, someone from around the world shares the story of how they heard the gospel and trusted the Lord Jesus Christ for salvation. This week’s contributor is Kim Hock Fong, from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.  World War 2 in Malaysia I was born in 1941 in a small town called Bentong in the state of Pahang, which is known for its mountainous terrain, dense forest and sandy beaches on its east coast. Today, Bentong is a well-known stop for tourists seeking out Malaysia’s king of fruits, the durian, and hill resorts such as Frasers’ Hill and Cameron Highlands. The war came to our country with the Japanese invasion in December 1941 and the fall of Singapore in January 1942. The war ended in 1945 with the surrender of Japan. Family My father’s name was Fong Kon Seong and my mother’s name was Poh Ah Kim. Theirs was an arranged marriage. By the time I was born, they were already a family with two boys and four girls, my older siblings. Over the years there were added to

Each Monday, for a number of weeks, someone from around the world shares the story of how they heard the gospel and trusted the Lord Jesus Christ for salvation. This week’s contributor is Veronica Thomson, who grew up in Valencia, Carabobo State, Venezuela, and now lives in Vancouver, Canada, with her husband, Neal, and baby son, Nathan. I was born in the South American country of Venezuela, to a Christian family.  Attending meetings and Sunday school was a big part of my life while growing up, which means I grew up hearing the Gospel. One day, when I was around 10 years old, my Sunday school teacher asked the students in our class if any of us were saved. I said I was, even providing her with a date. I remember some Sundays following how she told the class that they needed to trust the Saviour, as she and I had done. Time went by, and I kept believing I was right with God; I attended all meetings with my parents and at some point I started to read my Bible every day. In late 2007, whe

Each Monday, for a number of weeks, someone from around the world shares the story of how they heard the gospel and trusted the Lord Jesus Christ for salvation. This week’s contributor is Pamella Watt who was born in South Africa in the 1980s and now lives in Inverness, Scotland. She has been married to Craig for seven years and they have three-year-old twin girls.  Pamella and Craig are in fellowship at Culloden Christian Assembly. “I’ll have to make sure my good deeds outweigh my bad deeds?” I asked my friend, who, like me, was just 4 years old at the time.  I mentally went through all the bad things I had done that I could remember. Most of which involved fighting with my older sister. In self-defence, I thought. It was her fault, really, since she teased me mercilessly, mostly about being overweight. But then, there was the time I had thrown a fistful of sand on the meat my family was cooking on the braai. My sister had nothing to do with that incident! There had just been this des

Each Monday, for a number of weeks, someone from around the world will share the story of how they heard the gospel and trusted the Lord Jesus Christ for salvation. This week’s contributor is Denis Romkes, who lives in a village in Drenthe, the Netherlands, with his wife, Esther, and three children. I was born in Haarlem, the Netherlands, and raised in a somewhat religious but non-Christian family; my mother was raised as a Roman Catholic but did not practice herself. At Christmas, we attended a church service and that was the only time each year. We never read the Bible or prayed in the home. As children, we went to a Catholic primary school. I finished school at the age of 19 and worked for various companies. I was interested in sports and music; the main ambition of my life was cycling. In October 1994, at the age of 23, I started working for a new company as an assistant surveyor. The colleague I worked with was a Christian and he asked me if I believed in God; the answer was short