And so when I was meditating on this a Spirit entered the room and it was much more powerful then I could overcome and so I was filled with fear and so I tried and using all the tools Islam has given me and “in the name of Allah, I command you to leave, Satan, I rebuke you and I uses all those and nothing was helping. At that moment I was totally desperate and I felt it is choking me, choking the life out of me and I felt like I was dying in that cell and I just cried out to the Heavens and I said, “God help me” and immediately I heard a voice, just as clear as you hear my voice today saying “great the name of Jesus” and at that moment I really seriously did not give it one second of thought. I feel like going back; I was drowning. A man who is drowning, you throw a rope. They would never question you about the color of the rope. You just grab on and so I did. I said, “If Jesus, if you are true, show me yourself.” And to this day I have no idea, why did I word it that way. Why didn’t I just say Jesus help me? I don’t know why, but that’s the way it came out. And before I was finished with the sentence, everything went back to normal. Now God was not my conversion, God was the beginning of my confusion. WHY WOULD JESUS HELP A MUSLIM?… I did everything I could do against the infidels. I knew that something was wrong… So I tried to forget about it, but that question, “why would Jesus help a Muslim?” … I don’t even know if God exists… God’s presence is in the room…as I was crying saying forgive me, I felt a touch on my shoulder, “I forgive you.”… And so I asked Him what is your name; “Jesus Christ the living God.”… I just wept. Eighteen years have gone by; I Just can’t forget His love, His mercy… https://facebook/photo.php?v=714969168561692
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