‘Ahmad’ (name changed for security) shares his story of coming to faith in Jesus while training with an extremist organisation in a city where the good news is rarely heard.
I had a feeling when I was young that I wanted to get closer to God. My friends were becoming fanatical about their faith and they were trying to take me with them, on their extremist path. These friends were the kind of people who would want to kill anyone who had ideas different from the way they were following.
But I had depression. I thought this was Satan attacking me because I had a strong faith. I kept praying to God, “I want to know you more.” “I want to know you more.”
The closer I tried to get to God, the more the depression in my life increased.
Years later, in my work, I got to know someone who was a Christian. I thought everything he was saying was wrong. But I thought, “If I listen to him, he might listen to me about the right path.” What he said sounded right but I also thought it might be Satan. I started asking God, “Show me who is right, me or him.”
I started getting closer to my Christian friend because I wanted to hear him more. He started reading the bible out loud so that I could hear. I started to love hearing about Jesus Christ. He didn’t marry. He remained pure. He didn’t kill anyone. I prayed and said ” Oh Jesus, if you are real, I need to see you.”
That night while I was was sleeping, I had a dream. I was in a court room and I was waiting to be judged. The judge came into the room. He was really beautiful. He sat next to me and he gave me a piece of paper. I read the paper. Written on the paper was a list of all the worst things I have done in my life. This was the kind of paper you didn’t want anyone else to see. I started to cry. So he took the paper from me and said, “I forgive you.”
Since that day, love for Jesus and a faith in Him entered my life. I started experiencing love and happiness in my life again.
