Personal Testimony of Faith Journey

Who is this Jesus? So I went home,

I put my mat down, which is like Janamas, and I

covered myself up, you know, like the Muslims do,

and I prayed.

And I said, "Okay, I have to find out." My two children

were sleeping in the

other room, and I just said, "Allah, I know that you are the true and

living God.

If

you are here, if you are real, twenty years is a long time

to pray to a god. I've never, ever heard you or

felt

or know that you are for real. I just believe because mom and dad

said, and I read, and I have trusted you since I

was seven years old.

I started even fasting, half a day fast.

So if you do not reply to me today, I will give up on you."

And then I waited one minute, two minutes, three minutes.

Nothing happened. I took my scarf off, and I threw it,

and I said, "You know what?" And I took my mat off, and I threw it, and

I said, "That's it.

I am not going to pray to you again. You do not hear me.

You do not

touch. You do not speak. That's it. It's over today.

Now, I don't know what I'm going to do."

And then I said to Jesus, I said,

"Jesus..."

We had a picture of Jesus, the Catholic one, at home as a prophet,

you know,

in the corner, one room.

So I said, "Jesus,

I know you're alive because all Muslims know you are of virgin birth."

They believe that.

You have raised people from the dead

because his name is Isa Ru'allah in the Quran, Isa.

And he has done many other miracles.

He died

on the cross, but Allah picked him up alive.

So he's alive.

And guess what? He is coming back, which is Qiyamah, very

similar to the Christian faith.

So now,

I said to him, I challenged him. This is the main part.

It was 1982,

27th of October,

4 o'clock in the afternoon. I'm saying this prayer.

And I said, "Jesus, if you are here in this room, I want to see you."

And suddenly, there was a bright light.

It was a daytime, but there was a bright light in the room.

All the hair stood on the end.

And the picture of Jesus we had was right in front of my eyes, and

I rubbed my eyes to... that I'm not dreaming, and checked.

And there he was. And then two hands touched my shoulder

and said, "Yes,

my child, I'm alive, and I'm here. What else do you want?" And

I could not... There was such powerful anointing there at

that time.

And I said, "Thank you, Jesus," as if I didn't want to, him to speak at

all. And I was so satisfied that he's real, and his

presence was in that room. And I said, "I give my life to you today."

I didn't know how to be a Christian or what to pray. That's all I said.

And immediately, I felt

just that weight lifted,

and I felt free.

I felt like crying, and I did cry. And I was so excited

about this newfound faith that I

left the children in the house, they were sleeping, and ran up

to tell my sister, "I know who, who, what you are talking about.

I know who this Jesus is, and you are right." And I hugged her.

And she hugged me, and we both cried and said, "Now we have to tell

mom and dad and brothers and sisters so that..." You know, like,

that's what

the Word of God is. You tell someone.

Without, uh, hearing, how will people believe and have faith?

You know, they need to faith... By faith, we, you know, accept Christ, but

without faith, it is impossible to please God,

and we have to

speak up.