Then the Muslim priests told my father, "It is not possible to bring her back to her old self by any other ceremony or ritual or rite. So you have to keep her locked up in a room till her wedding day. Till that day do not allow her to have any relationship with anybody including her mother and brothers who should not be allowed to see her. If there is any emergency you can go alone and do it for her." They also told him to make a separate room for me attached to my father's room. My father's room was in a different location away from all the other rooms My father does not sleep at night time but would be spending time with Quran verses and connected works. My father constructed a small room attached to his room in which a person could hardly stand, sit or sleep.
He fixed a door which can be locked only from the outside. A window (a frame with parallel bars fixed) was fitted. The window had no curtain or door. Through the window my father could always monitor and see what I was doing. The on/off switch for light in that room was kept in my father's room. Thus my father kept a continuous watch over me.
Only occasionally My father came to me. All the necessary dresses would be washed and given through the window. Home made food was not provided to me. The reason was that my father did not like to see my face or to come to me. Because he thought that Allah had cursed me as I was involved in some kind of act which was against Islam and that I have lost the glory. My father thought that if he looked at my face then he would also come under the curse. So once in a week or twice in a week my father would bring bread, (jam) Jelly or sandwich, place them through this window keeping his face turned to the other side.
For six months I had not spoken to any human beings, I had not seen my father's face directly, I had not spoken to my mother. I had not seen my brothers. But that anguish could not overcome me because Holy Spirit was always with me as a good companion. There was the pain, tension and mental anguish as I am only a human being. Every person who is in flesh will have pain and sorrow and that pain I also did have. But Holy Spirit did not allow that pain to over rule me as the word of God teaches us that in sorrow and distress He is the very present help and that word was with me.
During night time when I lay down, I would not sleep but would be waiting until my father slept. Whenever I looked I would always see light in my father's room and also light would be in my room. So I did not get sleep quickly. Even If I fell asleep I wake up in panic. I could not pray because of my father's constant watching. My room was filled with the Quran and Quran surahs and I was told to read those and enjoy.
The Muslim Priests' advice to my father was, "when she is tired of sitting alone, what could she do? She will become her old self according to what we want her to become." But let me tell you dear friends, never did I feet lonely any time. At nights I had been encountering heavenly experiences through visions. I was experiencing the constant presence of the Holy Spirit.
Like this, almost six months might have passed. During night time I would cover myself from head to toe with the bed sheet given to me and praise God saying, "Jesus, I love you, I love you, you are my everything, you are my everything." Sometimes I would lay down and say like this, "Jesus if you give me wings like the birds', I could fly, fly and fly and come near you."
One night while laying like this, I saw two dreams. One of the dreams was that which brought about the mighty miracle that took place in my life. My first dream was like this:
Two men of a very beautiful countenance, having their faces shining, probably in their thirties, having hair up to their shoulder, wearing the dress (made of either sac cloth or bark of the tree) from their waist down, having entered in a river were standing there. One man was holding his hands up while the other person was going down into the water. I saw that when he came up out of the water, a bright light descending from above and fell on that man. It was the same experience which I had when Jesus came in my prayer room .
When I saw that dream I thought, "what type of rite is this? As I did not have knowledge of the Bible, I had no idea what type of rite it was? I asked, God, "These men are of which age? I feel that they lived many years ago in this world. They were very handsome looking. Why the same type of light which came down in the room where I was praying came down on this man who came out of the water? So are you pleased in this act? Do you like this rite? If so, I would also like to do that. I also want to do that. Where should I go for that? How should I do that? what does it mean? please help me to understand it." I prayed like that.
Let me say that if you are willing to obey His commandments, walk in His commandments and dedicate yourself to His will, then this presence of God will come down, this glory and this light will come down. This will never leave you and this presence will be with you and lead you to the fulfillment of this commandment.
When I spoke about this dream, you have understood that I saw the baptism of Jesus in my dream. Jesus was taking baptism through John the Baptist in the Jordan river. When He was coming out of the water, Holy Spirit came down from heaven in the form of a dove and a voice was heard, 'He is my beloved son in whom I am well pleased and listen to His voice.' This occurrence was what I saw in the dream.
When we love God, God will show this type of dreams, revelations, directions, prophecies and will explain what to do, how to do, how to live, how to go ahead and the way by which we have to go.
He fixed a door which can be locked only from the outside. A window (a frame with parallel bars fixed) was fitted. The window had no curtain or door. Through the window my father could always monitor and see what I was doing. The on/off switch for light in that room was kept in my father's room. Thus my father kept a continuous watch over me.
Only occasionally My father came to me. All the necessary dresses would be washed and given through the window. Home made food was not provided to me. The reason was that my father did not like to see my face or to come to me. Because he thought that Allah had cursed me as I was involved in some kind of act which was against Islam and that I have lost the glory. My father thought that if he looked at my face then he would also come under the curse. So once in a week or twice in a week my father would bring bread, (jam) Jelly or sandwich, place them through this window keeping his face turned to the other side.
For six months I had not spoken to any human beings, I had not seen my father's face directly, I had not spoken to my mother. I had not seen my brothers. But that anguish could not overcome me because Holy Spirit was always with me as a good companion. There was the pain, tension and mental anguish as I am only a human being. Every person who is in flesh will have pain and sorrow and that pain I also did have. But Holy Spirit did not allow that pain to over rule me as the word of God teaches us that in sorrow and distress He is the very present help and that word was with me.
During night time when I lay down, I would not sleep but would be waiting until my father slept. Whenever I looked I would always see light in my father's room and also light would be in my room. So I did not get sleep quickly. Even If I fell asleep I wake up in panic. I could not pray because of my father's constant watching. My room was filled with the Quran and Quran surahs and I was told to read those and enjoy.
The Muslim Priests' advice to my father was, "when she is tired of sitting alone, what could she do? She will become her old self according to what we want her to become." But let me tell you dear friends, never did I feet lonely any time. At nights I had been encountering heavenly experiences through visions. I was experiencing the constant presence of the Holy Spirit.
Like this, almost six months might have passed. During night time I would cover myself from head to toe with the bed sheet given to me and praise God saying, "Jesus, I love you, I love you, you are my everything, you are my everything." Sometimes I would lay down and say like this, "Jesus if you give me wings like the birds', I could fly, fly and fly and come near you."
One night while laying like this, I saw two dreams. One of the dreams was that which brought about the mighty miracle that took place in my life. My first dream was like this:
Two men of a very beautiful countenance, having their faces shining, probably in their thirties, having hair up to their shoulder, wearing the dress (made of either sac cloth or bark of the tree) from their waist down, having entered in a river were standing there. One man was holding his hands up while the other person was going down into the water. I saw that when he came up out of the water, a bright light descending from above and fell on that man. It was the same experience which I had when Jesus came in my prayer room .
When I saw that dream I thought, "what type of rite is this? As I did not have knowledge of the Bible, I had no idea what type of rite it was? I asked, God, "These men are of which age? I feel that they lived many years ago in this world. They were very handsome looking. Why the same type of light which came down in the room where I was praying came down on this man who came out of the water? So are you pleased in this act? Do you like this rite? If so, I would also like to do that. I also want to do that. Where should I go for that? How should I do that? what does it mean? please help me to understand it." I prayed like that.
Let me say that if you are willing to obey His commandments, walk in His commandments and dedicate yourself to His will, then this presence of God will come down, this glory and this light will come down. This will never leave you and this presence will be with you and lead you to the fulfillment of this commandment.
When I spoke about this dream, you have understood that I saw the baptism of Jesus in my dream. Jesus was taking baptism through John the Baptist in the Jordan river. When He was coming out of the water, Holy Spirit came down from heaven in the form of a dove and a voice was heard, 'He is my beloved son in whom I am well pleased and listen to His voice.' This occurrence was what I saw in the dream.
When we love God, God will show this type of dreams, revelations, directions, prophecies and will explain what to do, how to do, how to live, how to go ahead and the way by which we have to go.
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