The Testimony of Pastor Mohamad Yasin
My first name is Mohamad and that speaks for itself! I came from a strong Muslim background. My father and mother were committed Muslims and my six sisters and three of my brothers are still active in the religion of Islam. As well, three of my uncles were Imams (Muslim Priests).
From a very young age my parents had me attending the Mosque in my village. When I became a teenager I began to be active in
the religion myself. I would go with the Imam to different Muslim homes to recite the Koran and my aim in life was to become an Imam myself. I religiously observed the five pillars of Islam except for the pilgrimage to Mecca, which I could not afford.
the religion myself. I would go with the Imam to different Muslim homes to recite the Koran and my aim in life was to become an Imam myself. I religiously observed the five pillars of Islam except for the pilgrimage to Mecca, which I could not afford.
Despite this my life was miserable. I had no peace, joy or rest. At one time I even entertained thoughts of suicide. However, I was determined that, since I was born a Muslim, I would die a Muslim.
Like any other Muslim I had many misconceptions about Jesus and the Christian faith. My conversion began when I witnessed the healing power of Christ to my teacher. I was attending a commercial school in my village. The headmaster of the school would have his students lined up one-by-one beside his hammock for their tutoring because of his illness. He had a serious heart condition and he only continued teaching because of his family needs.
One day he heard of a man who was conducting an evangelistic crusade and praying for the sick in our capital city, Georgetown. My teacher decided to go to this crusade and receive prayer for healing. He invited me to go with him but I responded very negatively. I was a Muslim and Muslims don’t go to Christian meetings! I refused to go. He said, “Forget about becoming a Christian – I need your help to get to the crusade.” Realizing his years of suffering and agony, another student and I decided to help him to get there. On reaching the crusade ground I saw a few thousand people and heard the loud singing of Christian choruses and songs. We lifted our teacher from out of the car and took him to the front of the stage right where the preacher was. Then I went to the furthest point of the ground – I was not interested in what was going on. I was just eager for the meeting to be over so that I could get back home again!
As the preacher began to preach there was a hush over the ground. Everyone was attentive but I closed my ears and heart to everything he was saying. I said to myself, “I was born a Muslim and I will die a Muslim.” At the end of his message he made an appeal for the people to come to Christ. I was angry that he was trying to influence people to leave their religion and to become Christians. However, scores of people went forward to be prayed for, asking to receive the Lord Jesus as their Saviour.
After praying for them he called all the sick people to come for prayer and for healing. My teacher was so near to the front that he did not have to move. As soon as the preacher prayed in the name of Jesus my teacher began to shout, “I am healed! I am healed!” Then he started to run as fast as he could around the ground. His face was beaming. I was held spell bound. I was amazed and stunned. I had never witnessed the healing power of Christ. My teacher has remained well and is still alive today, over 30 years later!
As soon as I reached home that night I asked my teacher to pray for me. After his prayer I asked Jesus to forgive me of my sins and make me a Christian. As I finished praying I felt as if a heavy weight fell off my shoulders. My heart was filled with joy, peace and rest. I made up my mind that I would always serve Jesus. He became my Lord, Saviour and friend.
My family was shocked and angry. I was persecuted by them – not because of hatred, but because they loved me and wanted me back as a Muslim. I was beaten up by my brothers. My mother burnt my books and once chased me, hitting me with a stick during and open air meeting.
A few years after my conversion, the Lord Jesus called me to leave my village and my job to become a missionary of the precious Gospel of Christ. Over the last 30 years I have seen Jesus’ live changing power in thousands of other people’s lives as well as my own.
I want to encourage every Muslim and every person to turn to Jesus. When you accept Christ as your Saviour you will have the great hope of spending eternity with him. Jesus is not your enemy. He is your friend and redeemer. Ask him right now to forgive you of your sins and come into your heart.
A life without Christ is a life without purpose.
No comments:
Post a Comment