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Mike's Story

Why were they in my country? ?Why did no-one else care? ?Who would I join in the fight to keep New Zealand a ‘white' country? ?Who would join me in the fight for race supremacy?

This was honestly the way in which I used to think and live. Everyday was a battle to preserve the white race, and to let others know their duty. I loved ‘my people' so much that it caused me to hate everyone who was not white. I really did love my people but it was for all the wrong reasons. In reality I was full of hate and anger and I had no problem sharing it with the world.

Then, one day as I sat in the Massey computer labs surrounded by non-white students, the hate and anger began to boil to a level I had never experienced before. It was so intense that I was sure that if anyone looked at me they would be able to see it radiating from me. I thought I was going insane and deep down inside of me I knew I was holding the wrong beliefs. I could take the pain no more - I felt like I was about to either die or do something that I would regret forever - so from deep within myself I cried out for the ‘Truth'? Immediately all my hate and anger rushed out of me and I was filled with an indescribable peace and joy.

I had just experienced something supernatural and for the first time in my life the existence of a true supernatural realm beyond me was apparent. I left the computer lab, ‘floated' on to concourse, and laid my eyes on a dark-skinned person. I could not believe it - I felt such a profound love for this person, whom previously I would have hated. I biked home in joy, laughing out loud at how beautiful life was.

What was the truth about this supernatural realm? I had to find the truth about what had happened to me. I dropped out of university and began to search. After an initial period of rejecting all external influence in my search I turned to western philosophy. Soon afterwards I moved onto Buddhism, then to the New Age religion. Nothing fulfilled my deep longing to know the truth. I started to think this ‘Truth' was unknowable.

I had previously dismissed Jesus Christ because I had grown up in a ‘Christian' country, and therefore assumed that if He was the ‘Truth' then I would already know. But now I was willing to touch that book - The Bible. I opened it and read a few verses from the Gospel of John and immediately recognised that Jesus Christ was the ‘Truth' that I had cried out to and had since been searching for.

Shortly afterward I became a Christian and I am so grateful to God for responding to me when I cried out. Knowing God, through Jesus Christ, has made all the difference in my life. Without knowing God, who is the Truth, I had nothing. Now knowing the truth about why Jesus Christ lived and died - so that all who believe in Him might be forgiven and reconciled to God - is the most precious thing to me.

Jesus said "I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you had known me, you would have known my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him."
John 14:6-7

Mike