![]() ![]() We have seen many others turn away from idols to worship God. Now, my husband also follows the One True God. This shook him, and he decided to come to church. Soon, every time he took a drink he would vomit. He was a mean drunk, and this added to my misery. Our little group of God followers then began to pray that my husband would stop drinking. Every time, I came back to God and asked for His help and mercy. Still my husband would beat me and try to burn me and even electrocute me for my faith. Another time he said, “If you are praying, then pray for me to get a job.” We again joined together in prayer for my husband’s request. One day my husband said, “If you are going to pray-then pray for us to have some money.” So, we all prayed, and within a few days he found money on the ground. People began meeting together to pray to this wonderful God who heard our prayers and filled our hearts with love. I told others about this God, and they too wanted to see the Light. I was no longer a good wife because I refused to complete all the prayers to these worthless idols. I was tired of a life serving these statues, so I prayed for God to come into my life. ![]() She taught me that He is a jealous God, and I could not worship these idols and this One True God at the same time. She said that He has made a way for us to be free from the burden of our sins. Then one day, a woman came and told me about a God who loves me and wants to have a relationship with me. I looked to them for help, and they were silent. The statues before me never ate the food or took the flowers. I was a good Hindu but felt so little security and hope in my life. I married and settled into my duties as wife and then as mother. Then my marriage was arranged, and I had to learn how to do all the necessary pujas (Hindu worship) for my future family. I watched my mother go through all the ceremonial motions of worship on behalf of our family. We lit the oil lamps and incense and did everything we were told to do to please these gods. We gave these statues baths, placed flowers around their necks and laid food and drinks before them. In my home, there were always idols that my family would constantly bow before and plead with for protection, wealth and help. ![]() I was born a Hindu in India, which means I grew up in fear of evil spirits. Thankfully, my life story does not end in darkness, but it did start there. I don’t think you can comprehend the difference between darkness and light until you have truly seen light. ![]() The interesting thing is that I did not really know it was dark. EDITOR’S NOTE: The following is a testimony of a Hindu-background believer who came to know Christ through an International Mission Board missionary (Photo courtesy of imb.org ). ![]()
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