I was born and raised in Nueva Ecija, Philippines. My father is a government employee while my mother is a house keeper. I have three siblings and I am the youngest. Growing up, my family was not that religious. We went to church whenever we wanted to or sometimes just occasionally. We attended a Methodist Church. I always heard people around me say that being good and doing good works are the ways to go to heaven. I always obeyed my parents, I tried to be kind to my friends and I always did what I thought was the right thing because I believed that was the way to go to heaven. I lived with that belief until my grandmother died when I was 7 years old. I will never forget the night I saw her lying in a coffin. I stared at her for a moment and realized that she was already dead. There was something in me that I couldn’t explain, something that put me to fear. Then it hit me, everyone is going to die! I am not excluded, one day I am going to face death. For many nights I was troubled with the thought of dying. As a 7 year old girl, I believed that I was going to heaven because I did a lot of good things but I don’t understand why I was so afraid.

Until one day, a young man came to our place, distributing tracts and sharing the Gospel. He invited me to attend their church. I went to their church that Sunday and I was led to a Sunday school class where our teacher shared different Bible stories, songs and did many activities. I regularly attended because I enjoyed it. Every Sunday before she dismissed us she will ask us if we want to get saved. I will always raise my hand and do the prayer of acceptance not knowing what it really meant. All I knew was that it was a routine and if I don’t do it I will be an outcast.

When I entered high school, my environment totally changed. My friends and classmates had a lot of vices. They tried to  influence me but I really believed that I should be “good”. I didn’t smoke or taste alcohol. I thought I will go to heaven but the fear of dying was still there. One Sunday, while waiting in church for the service to begin, I opened my Bible and two verses caught my attention, Ephesians 2:8-9 which says “For by grace are ye saved through faith and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works less any man should boast”. Those verses contradicted what I believed. All through those years, I thought that good works were enough for me to go to heaven but they weren’t. My mind was troubled throughout the service. I couldn’t understand what the pastor was saying because in my mind I needed to admit that I am a sinner, repent for my sins and ask Jesus to come into my heart and save my soul. When the invitation came, I walked towards the altar. I knelt and cried to God to save me. God showed me through these verses that I don’t have to work or do good things for my salvation, because Jesus Christ already did what needed to be done on the cross of Calvary for me to be saved and go to heaven.

When I went home that day, the memory of my grandma lying in the coffin flashed back. Then I understood the fear that I felt that night, the fear that only Jesus can take away. I praise God for revealing the truth to me and saving me. Now I have the assurance and peace from God that I am saved, forever saved. To God be all the glory!

After I graduated high school, I enrolled in a secular school to  study engineering. But there was no joy in my heart. I prayed to God for my heart’s desire to be used by Him. In 2012, I attended a Summer Youth Camp and I will never forget what the preacher, Pastor Jocef de Ocampo said, “Your life is nothing if you will not allow God to use it”. It was very timely for me, as if he knew what I was praying for. As the invitation came, I went forward, knelt down and cried as I prayed to the Lord to use my life for His glory.

I enrolled at Fundamental Baptist College for Asians in Tarlac City, Philippines in 2012. By God’s grace while studying, I was also able to be involved in different ministries especially in children ministry.

On my junior year, God opened another opportunity for me to come to the United States to further my study and training at Marietta Bible College in Marietta, Ohio in 2014. I am very grateful and privileged to be trained and be equipped under the leadership of Dr. Myron K. Guiler. I thank the Lord that I can learn more about Him, and where the Word of God and prayer is truly emphasized.

I thank the Lord for calling me into the ministry. While studying in Bible college in the Philippines, I was able help our church as a church worker. We went out and knock on doors to share the Word of God and distribute Gospel tracts.

But I thank the Lord especially for the children’s ministry which is special in my heart. I was able to teach children about Jesus and the Bible in different villages in our town. God also gave me an opportunity to be a part of our Vacation Bible School. He gave me a desire to share God’s Word to these precious children and to reach their families as well. It's really heartwarming for me to see those children that I once was teaching, now sharing the Word of God to other children.