My beginning 5 years
was blossoms and anointed. In this post I will tell you how I came to know
about Jesus and how difficult it was for me to survive in a Muslim family after
accepting Christ as my savior.
I
am still a secret Christian in a Muslim family.
Being
brought up in an orthodox Muslim family I was a disciplined girl. Waking up
early in the morning and doing namaz was a routine ritual. Since childhood I
was taught to pray to Allah and I did what was told. I everyday used to ask
Allah in prayer to protect our family and to bless us. I am married to a Muslim
guy now with a 3 year old toddler, I still do my namaz but my head bows to
Jesus in prayers.
What made me search God?
It was in
my teenage that I was actually seeking Allah. With tears in my eyes, every day
I was waking up before everybody else in my home so I could pray in private.
All I wanted was help regarding my academics. I was a mediocre always and my
sister was pretty good, she was one of the toppers of class every year in
school. My life started taking a turn when I saw my father's behavior is
changing. There was unreasonable grunting sort of looks, shouting at me and
treating me like trash, while he was pampering my sister at the same time. This
partiality killed me from inside. All of this was so harsh and cruel that I
still have a very strong hold of those memories in my mind. I had to take
treatment for depression because of all this.
I still
remember the day my world stopped. It was an afternoon, I came from school and
I was lying on bed. Everybody assumed that I was sleeping. My house was filled
with relatives. Someone asked my father why is it that you don't like your
younger daughter and he replied "she's a waste, my elder daughter is going
to buy me a car when she's grown up, she is capable of banging a good job, and
she is talented. The younger one is a waste of money to me. I'll send her in
marriage".
I prayed a
lot, I kept my faith alive though I was seeing no help was coming my way. I
visited dargah (it’s like a church for Muslims where women are allowed) in my
town regularly. I did every earnest prayer that was possible.
How I came to know about Jesus?
I had a
friend in college who is a Christian convert (from a Hindu background), I
casually was talking to her about Jesus and she shared her experience with
Jesus. One morning we were preparing for an exam, she said read this topic it's
going to come in exam, I said how do you know? She replied I was praying this
morning and God told me not to skip this, so it's definitely going to come in
exam. I was shocked. I needed this help. She told me she has weak memory and
whenever she reads a topic she goes and reads it out loud to Jesus and this
helps her remember it.
I
immediately borrowed a bible and started reading it. Asked her how to pray and
started doing it. The help came, but the sanctification process came first. I
will write a detailed post about how Jesus helped me in my studies.
When I started going to church?
Two years
later I met another friend through whom I visited a church for the first time
and there I learnt about being born
again.
After I
received Jesus as my personal savior, during worship time in church I felt God
moving by my side. I experienced his touch and I was "anointed", this is what my pastor said about what I
experienced. After receiving this anointing I don't know how but I was not
watching TV, I was not going to movies with friends, and all this was happening
automatically. Any music which had filthy F..... words in it I felt
uneasy and I walked away from it. I was spending a lot of time reading bible
and singing worship songs. It was all joyful.
Later as
years passed by I was under a cloud of demonic attacks and disappointments from
God. With time I grew stronger and wiser.
Where I am I now?
While I
was searching God I worshipped every God I heard about. I tried Hindu gods as
well. For years my search for God continued and my anchor dropped in
Christianity. Still today my belief that only the name of Jesus can save me and
my family from the demonic powers existing on earth is rock solid and this is a
fact I want my family to realize one day.
Once you
experience the truth there is no turning back. Never did I experience a God
talking back to his believers, giving guidance and taking care of their needs.
It was only in Christianity that I experienced it all. A spirit talks to you
suddenly and prevents you from hitting someone on road. A spirit talks to you
and asks you to make a confession to prevent demonic attack coming towards you.
You dream about the negative energies around you and you immediately receive
guidance about how to come out of it. This is all the Christianity that I have
experienced. Yes there is disappointment sometimes because everything I ask for
is not granted, but still for this life Jesus is the God and there is no
turning back.
How I used to pray and the big
mistake I made.
I learnt
about prayer through my Christian friends and I was locking myself in the
bathroom for hours to pray. I spent a lot of time kneeling in prayer in the
bathroom. Even before knowing Jesus I could sense a power working against me
always, it worked in such a way that it never allowed me to prosper or be
happy. Now I was sensing another power that was working in my favor.
Later I
learnt that prayer can be done anywhere and in anytime. I could pray walking. I
could pray sitting in class. I could pray while pretending to read a book and
Jesus heard.
One big
mistake I made was I did not understand the significance of confessions and
rebuking evil spirits through my mouth, out and loud. I didn't realize what I
was doing. I always used to pray, ask and beg God to release me from the
spirits that were attacking me. I literally begged God and I also did millions
of fasting prayers without even realizing that the power is in my mouth. All I
had to do was confess out loud and command evil spirits to stay away from me. I
was shy to confess because I had never seen these kinds of things in Islam. By
the time I understood this concept of confession and rebuking, it was late, I
lost many of my previous years of my life. I spent all my youth in misery.
Here is
my advice to you all coming from other religious backgrounds, whenever you
see any disturbing spirit activity around you immediately make a confession,
say, “In Jesus name I command every evil spirit to depart from me and I cancel
all the demonic activity happening against me.”
You will
have wrestle with these evil forces all your life so make it a habit.
I choose to take it easy.
There are
many women and men in my church who came to Christ from other religious
backgrounds, most of them come from Hindu background. I was being taught by two
such converted sisters from church that I have to forsake my religion and that I
have to accept Christ fully and they were motivating me to declare a war with
my family. They were telling me that God will not take a stand for me unless I
take a stand for God in public and I also fell to one of their extremely wrong
guidance that it is like dishonoring God when I don’t attend church on every Sunday.
I struggled a lot with these issues. Fell for wrong guidance. Believed that everything
that comes out of a pastor’s mouth is from God.
Thankfully
I have a reasoning mind and I question my pastor a lot about all this. He is a
very practical man, he guides me well.
So folks, it’s not a crime if you are not able to attend
church, it’s not a crime if you
choose to be a secret Christian. It’s not at all a crime to marry someone from
your religion, but pray before you seek someone in marriage, listen to Gods
voice, take approval and then follow. I am a happily married 35 year old women
with a kid and a loving husband. I was praying for around 5 years before I got
married. There were some critical situations that we as a couple faced that could
have broken our marriage, but I saw God holding my marriage intact.
Few years
before my marriage, when my father started searching guys for me in my
community, I prayed and asked God to give me a husband that loves me and not my
body, someone who cares and will love me even if I put on weight and grow old
with wrinkles, praise be to God, he did that for me. I used to ask God to fill
my future husband with the true and pure love, I asked god to fill my future
husband’s heart with love that lasts even after all the physical attraction is
gone and God worked.
When I tried
to confess about me receiving Jesus as my God, my father couldn’t bear it, neither
could I bear his reaction to it, plus evil powers started hovering on me in
full force. There was a war declared and lost. I gave up. I was being guided by
the lovely church sisters that this the time I should seek God’s anointing and
that I should stay strong, be willing to suffer for God. They shared all their
experiences they had during this kind of revolt with families upon accepting Christ.
They endured all the beating, slapping, pulling of hair, threatens of killing,
and it was joyful for them. They suffered all this knowing that they will be
rewarded for this. They expected me to do the same. I couldn’t, really I couldn’t.
Even today whenever they see me they see me like a betrayed one, like I am
someone who failed God and the entire church. They consider me like someone
sinful and someone worldly, not so interested in God kind of person. But the
fact is I am OK. I am fine. I am still with God and God is still with me. No one
in my family knows that I still worship Jesus within my heart. God is asking me
to pray for the salvation of my father and I am doing it.
It’s absolutely
OK to take it slow and easy.
I hope
this article is helpful to you, may God bless us and protect us all. AMEN.
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