I was born into a Muslim family, raised by loving parents who taught me faith, discipline, and respect for God from an early age. My childhood, however, unfolded in a beautifully diverse environment. I grew up surrounded by a big family of many beliefs, where different religions were not a source of division, but a reflection of love expressed in different ways.
A large part of my early years was spent with my Catholic aunt and uncle. In their home, I quietly observed a different expression of faith—one filled with prayer, devotion, and a deep personal relationship with God. Those moments planted small seeds in my heart, even before I fully understood them.
As I grew older, those seeds began to take root. At the age of 18, I made a life-changing decision to be baptised. It wasn’t a decision made lightly, but one formed through years of experience, reflection, and a growing sense that God had been guiding me all along. What made that moment even more meaningful was the support of my parents. Despite our different religious paths, they stood by me with love and acceptance—something I will always be grateful for.
One verse that has continually spoken into my life is Jeremiah 29:11–14.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back from captivity. I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile.”
It reminds me that God’s plans are good, full of hope and purpose. When I look back, I can clearly see how blessed I have been—through my family, my journey, and the path that led me to where I am today.
I wouldn’t say I am a perfect Christian. I am still learning, still growing, still trying each day to live according to God’s will. But my faith is real, and it continues to shape how I live and how I raise my children. Now, as a parent, I carry the responsibility and the privilege of guiding them in the Christian faith, hoping they too will experience God’s love in their own personal way.
Through every season of my life, one simple truth has stayed with me: do the best I can, and trust God to do the rest.
Adelaide, April 2026
Bonita Megaputri