10/05/2026
THE NAME OF JESUS/ LE NOM DE JÉSUS!
Hello, Ladies,
Today on Medame Z., I am not simply here to share a teaching with you. I want to tell you about a personal experience that profoundly impacted my spiritual life.
For a long time, I asked myself: Why was I calling on the name of Jesus without experiencing the power that the Bible attributes to His name?
I was about 11 years old when I decided to follow God in the Catholic faith.
By the age of 14, I had been baptized, received Confirmation, and made my profession of faith. I prayed every night, went to church on Sundays, and according to everything I understood about Christianity at the time, I was a Christian.
I believed in God. I prayed. And I had even seen some of my prayers answered.
Then, in my twenties, I went through a very difficult spiritual experience that would affect me for several years.
For the first time in my life, I found myself directly confronted with what I understood to be the forces of darkness.
Naturally, with all the confidence of someone who considered herself a Christian, I called on the name of Jesus.
But in my experience, nothing happened.
I continued. I prayed. I called on the name I had been taught was powerful.
Still, nothing happened.
In my desperation, I then called upon my ancestors and invoked certain spiritual names rooted in traditional beliefs.
And immediately, I felt as though I received help.
Similar experiences happened again afterward, and they raised many questions within me.
Why did the name of Jesus seem not to work for me?
Was it because Jesus was not my ancestor?
Was it because I was not Jewish?
Or because I had no blood relationship with Him?
And above all, another question deeply troubled me:
If the Bible tells me to call upon God, yet when I called upon other spiritual powers something seemed to answer me… who was actually answering me?
Over time, and through my understanding of the Bible, I came to a conclusion that completely changed the way I understood faith:
My problem was not the name of Jesus. My problem was my relationship with Jesus.
I knew religion.
I knew prayers.
I knew church.
But knowing things about Jesus does not necessarily mean knowing Jesus.
Ladies, this is where I came to understand something essential: being a Christian is not simply about carrying the title of “Christian.”
It is not only about going to church on Sundays. It is not only about being baptized. It is not only about knowing how to pray.
It is about entering into a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, belonging to Him, and learning to walk under His authority.
The Bible gives us a powerful illustration of this in Acts 19:13–16. Some men attempted to use the name of Jesus to cast out an evil spirit. But the spirit answered them:
“Jesus I know, and Paul I know about, but who are you?”
Those words deeply challenged me.
Imagine someone trying to enter a highly secured place simply by saying, “I know the President.”
Merely saying the President’s name would not be enough. That person would have to establish the relationship and the authority they claimed to have.
That is how I eventually came to understand my own spiritual experience.
The name of Jesus is not a magic formula.
It is not simply about saying “Jesus” whenever we are afraid.
For me, the real question became:
Do I truly know the One whose name I am calling upon? And do I belong to Him?
Today, if I am sharing this testimony, it is not because I want you to blindly accept my experience as your own truth.
On the contrary: open your Bible, examine the Scriptures, and ask yourself the question.
Do I only know religion? Or do I truly know Jesus?
Because there is a difference between knowing the name of Jesus and knowing the Person who bears that name.
And to my African brothers and sisters: people may have used the name of Jesus as an instrument of domination, but that does not cancel the power of His name. God can transform what was intended to enslave us into an instrument of liberation.
Let us not confuse Jesus with those who have used His name for their own purposes.