This ministry was born out of a conviction for pastor’s kids like us, already saved, yet wandering far from the purpose God planted in our hearts. Raised and immersed in church life with missionary-pastors as parents, people naturally expected the ministry legacy to continue through us. But somewhere along the way, personal preference grew louder than divine purpose.
We took the long road.
But we don’t excuse our season of wandering as necessary for growth, but we can clearly see now that God allowed every detour. He was preparing us. Our failures became bridges, giving us the language, empathy, and scars to reach people who might not listen to polished perfection, but would listen to a life redeemed by Christ.
So this is the season God turned wandering into witness, conviction into calling, and grace into movement.
As a founder and leader of Project Grace Movement, I believe that the truest way to know a person is by understanding who they are in Christ.
I was born into a Christian family. My parents are pastors and missionaries, and I am the firstborn male of six siblings. Growing up, ministry was a big part of our everyday life. We traveled across the Philippines, sharing the Gospel and serving different communities.
From the outside, it may have looked like I had a strong spiritual foundation. But even though I grew up surrounded by faith, I quietly carried my own struggles. I wrestled with insecurities, feelings of condemnation, and pride. As a pastor’s son, I felt constant pressure to be strong, to do what was right, and to never make mistakes.
Yet deep inside, I knew something was missing. Knowing about God was not the same as truly knowing Him. When I was 24 years old, my life changed forever. My father who was my role model and my spiritual leader, passed away. Overnight, everything shifted. As the firstborn, I suddenly carried the responsibility of finishing my studies while also becoming the provider for my family. It was one of the most painful and overwhelming seasons of my life, filled with grief, uncertainty, and fear.
But in the middle of that broken season, I encountered God in a deeper way. He became my Father when I lost mine. He strengthened me when I felt weak. He provided when I had nothing left to give. In every moment of pain, He reminded me of His promise in Romans 8:28: “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.”
Even in suffering, God was working. Every hardship became part of His greater plan. And just as Philippians 4:13 declares: “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”
By His grace alone, I was able to finish my studies and support my family through that challenging season. What once felt like a heavy burden, God beautifully transformed into a calling. And in His perfect timing, He brought Renelyn into my life, the wife He had prepared for me.
Today we serve under Project Grace Movement, helping churches, leaders, families, and individuals encounter the same grace, love, and transformation we have experienced in Christ.
I truly believe that I am called according to His purpose. To preach the Gospel, make disciples, and live as a testimony of God’s faithfulness. Everything I am today, every victory, every opportunity to serve, is by the grace of God alone.
To Him be all the glory, honor, and praise forever.
I was born and raised in a Catholic home as the eldest of four siblings. Growing up, our family practiced many Catholic traditions: attending Sunday Mass, Simbang Gabi, receiving communion, offering prayers to saints, praying the rosary, and observing religious celebrations. Faith was part of our routine, but it wasn’t something I truly understood or lived out personally. At one point, my uncle invited our family to attend a Christian church in Silangan. We went for a while and heard the Word of God, but we didn’t stay consistent. At that time, seeking God wasn’t really a priority for us.
As I grew older, I continued living without a clear sense of direction or purpose. I believed that as long as I behaved well, finished school, and had a job, I was already doing “enough.” But deep inside, I felt empty. I found myself drawn into partying, drinking, and eventually an emotionally unhealthy relationship. My life revolved around work and relationships, and I kept repeating the same cycle; feeling heavy, lost, and unfulfilled.
In 2019, I found myself in a painful relationship that lasted nearly two years. I carried so much emotional weight for so long that I began questioning why I was still holding on, even when it was clearly hurting me. I was drained. Emotionally, mentally, and physically. I barely recognized myself anymore. I felt trapped, insecure, and exhausted. I tried to fix everything on my own, but the harder I tried, the emptier I became.
That was when God stepped in. I met someone whose life looked very different and I discovered through his social media that he was a Christian. My curiosity led me to attend the same church he attended, CCF North Edsa.
Looking back now, that was the moment God truly touched my heart.
During that season, I felt a strong desire to attend church every Sunday. Even when I had work and wasn’t allowed Sundays off, I still went. No matter how tired I was, I made it a point to be there because every time I worshiped and heard God’s Word, my burdens felt lighter.
Eventually, God answered my prayers. He gave me a job that allowed me to have Sundays off. That was when I truly learned what it meant to surrender my life to Jesus, especially in my decisions. I learned to trust His timing and to wait for what He calls “God’s best.”
With that surrender came obedience. I ended the relationship I was in without hesitation, knowing that God was asking me to finally let go of the burden I had been carrying for so long. I later became part of a discipleship group, and for almost five years, God faithfully grew me. I saw Him answer prayers, guide my decisions, and protect me through every season. Even people who knew me before could see the change, they could tell that God was truly at work in my life.
As 2 Corinthians 5:17 says: “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.”
Today, I understand Christ’s love more deeply, His sacrifice, His grace, and what it truly means to have a personal relationship with Him. I know now that God has a purpose for my life. I am still a work in progress, but I belong to a faithful God. By His grace, He also blessed me with my “God’s best.” I am now married to my husband, Hesed Samuel Paul Bariuan, a gift and a testimony of God’s faithfulness.
Our marriage is a living reminder of God’s promise in Genesis 2:18: “I will make him a helper fit for him.” And in Joshua 24:15, "As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” And in Philippians 1:27, “Stand firm in one spirit, striving together as one for the faith of the gospel.”
Today, as the Chief Financial Officer of Project Grace Movement, Inc., I serve the Lord with a heart to help churches, individuals, families, and communities come to know Christ and experience the same love, grace, and transformation that changed my life.
My prayer is that God will continue to use my life for His Kingdom. That He will guide my steps, my words, and my heart so that others may see Jesus through me. As Isaiah 6:8 says: “Here am I. Send me.”
I was once lost, empty, and broken. But Jesus found me. He rescued me. He gave me a new identity and a new purpose.
And now, by His grace I live for Him.
I’m the co-founder of Project Grace Movement. I graduated with a degree in Fine Arts in 2019, but even then, I knew stepping into the world of art alone wasn’t the fullness of my calling. I later stepped into the corporate world, where I learned the language of workmanship and strengthened my technical, social, and managerial skills.
Through the years, I’ve developed important abilities, but the gifts I treasure most are the ones God placed in me: sharing the gospel, singing, playing instruments, preaching, discipling, giving, and more. All of them, different as they are, point me back to one truth: I was made to proclaim the Good News.
I am an evangelist. Sharing Christ is where I find purpose, fulfillment, and joy. Everything else in my life is simply grace and bonus.
But what better way to introduce myself than by sharing my testimony?
I come from a family of six children, and we were raised in a Christian home, with both of our parents serving as missionary pastors. I accepted Jesus Christ when I was just nine years old and learned more about Him by the time I was fifteen. But like anyone, my journey has had its ups and downs. I knew I was saved, and there were seasons when I genuinely sought God, but I struggled with consistency, and that inconsistency led to long periods of spiritual dryness in my life. I often struggled to understand my real purpose. Like most pastors’ kids, I became multi-skilled, but sometimes being good at many things made it easy to take those gifts for granted. Because of that, I often felt empty, directionless, and frustrated with myself. I knew I needed to live in a way that reflected Christ, yet it often felt like I was only pretending. The internal battles grew so strong that I started questioning who I really was and even disliking the person I had become.
Everything shifted during the week I heard that Charlie Kirk had been killed. I only knew a little about him before, but after his death, I started studying more about his life, his work, his walk with God, and his boldness in speaking truth. Seeing someone live ready to die for Christ stirred something deep in me. The Holy Spirit convicted me, opened my eyes, and suddenly I saw what truly matters. One night, I went through my list of goals and deleted the ones that meant nothing in the light of eternity. Right there, I made up my mind: I wanted to live like Charlie, like Paul, like all the disciples who counted Christ as worth everything. Their deaths were not in vain because God turned something evil into good. And seeing more and more Christians return to true faith strengthens me even more and makes me want to live as an example too.
In the following days, I began getting more involved in helping a small community church in Quezon City that had been struggling, and I used my free time to share the gospel wherever I could—in the streets, coffee shops, grocery stores, with taxi drivers, and with anyone I met who might need the same hope God gave me. I felt exactly what the Samaritan woman in John 4 must have felt. She was the first person to whom Jesus openly revealed Himself as the Messiah. She went and told everyone, not caring what people thought of her or what she had done, only what Jesus had said to her. And the more I shared, the deeper my faith grew, and the more strength and wisdom I received through the Holy Spirit. All along, that was exactly what I needed to do: to stop chasing myself and start looking beyond me. To live a life that gives more than it seeks to receive.
Just like Jesus.
Within weeks, I also noticed more radical changes in my life. Out of nowhere, I deleted all the secular music I used to listen to, removed unfinished work and digital clutter that didn’t matter anymore, unfollowed accounts that distracted me from my faith, and cleared out anything that did not help me spiritually. It was as if a heavy cloud had finally lifted. I’ve completely lost all worldly desires, and that transformation wasn’t from my own discipline but through the power of the Holy Spirit. Experiencing God’s love and grace led me to repentance and transformation. The fruit of the Spirit replaced the old me (Galatians 5:22–23).
It’s been seven years since our dad passed, and exactly seven days after Charlie Kirk died when the Holy Spirit washed over me like a tsunami and redirected my heart. It reminded me that true work only begins when you rest in the Lord. I may have taken the longer route, but He was weaving purpose into it all along. As I became more confident in sharing the gospel, I realized none of my accomplishments in 27 years compared to the joy of leading someone in a prayer to receive Jesus. Now I’ve been reconnecting with old friends I never shared Christ with before, correcting the mistake of being silent out of selfishness.
Additionally, one of the greatest blessings is doing this alongside my siblings. We wholeheartedly help a small community church in Novaliches, Quezon City, as our first mission—through evangelism and discipleship—and we honor God with our time, energy, and resources while encouraging others to receive His grace so that everything else can follow naturally.
Today, life feels lighter not because problems have disappeared, but because of God’s grace in the midst of them all. I feel the greatest fulfillment when I use all my skills and talents for God’s work. Sharing my faith has been one of the biggest reasons I’ve finally grown spiritually. Because when you talk about what you believe, you are forced to truly know what you believe. It draws you closer to God, makes you want to know Him more personally, and then naturally compels you to share the good news with others.
If you’ve reached this part of my testimony, I would love for you to reach out so we can connect and talk more about God’s unlimited grace.
I am Blessi, and I am blessed, highly favored, and deeply loved. I know who I am now, and I am complete in Christ.