At home Meeting my parents - Part 20

When God asked me to get ready to go to my home, I was frightened. I told God, "How can I, Lord? I cannot go." But the Lord said, "you have to go." In the morning one missionary came and asked me, "Yesterday night did God tell you anything? If so you have to obey. I came here just to tell you that." Then he helped me to go there.


Dear friends, when I went there I found that the grandeur palace like a mansion where I was born and raised up was not there. My father had one acre of barren rocky land on this side of the river which no one had accepted.  In that land, I saw a shed built with palm leaves. I was thinking that maybe my father might have given permission to the village authorities to build a shed for some poor people to live there. I came to this side and was climbing to the side where the shed was. I found that the whole land was covered with weeds and bushes. Because in this land there was nothing except rocks it was not suitable for agriculture. My father had extensive agricultural lands which he would give on lease to different people. This was the land which nobody had accepted.

My thought was that in that shed some poor people may be residing from whom I could get information about my father, mother, my brothers, where they are? When I was thinking like that and climbing towards the shed, and when I looked through an opening, a small slit between the palm leaves, I saw the figure of one person who was nothing but skin and bones lying inside covered with filth, urine and house flies.

By that time, some of the neighbors who saw me, came and asked, "Did you come knowing about all the conditions here?" I said, "No, I did not know anything? What happened? They said, "look and try to recognize who it is. He is your father." I was shocked. Then I asked, "where is my mother, where are my brothers?"

Your mother is nowhere to be seen. But we had seen her running here and there like a crazy woman. We do not know where she is lying. If we try to help her in some way, she attacks us. So nobody goes near her. Your brothers maybe with some of their relatives. I felt terribly burdened.


Then they started asking, "Your father had been telling that you are with some Christian and something like that. Don't you have any children? Do you not have a husband? I said, "With whom I had gone is not a Christian, but Jesus, the living God. That God has come here with me." While I was speaking those things, the presence of my God started moving throughout that place. In some corner of that place in the midst of a forest of wild pineapple plants, where my mother was lying, the devil within her, the devil which was controlling her and making her crazy realizing the presence of Jesus, screamed and shouted in a loud voice. The villagers said, "That is your mother who is screaming." When I paid attention to that cry I noticed that the cry was in terrible fear saying, "Oh, it is fire. Oh, it is fire, I shall go away. Don't come near me."


When I heard that, Holy Spirit prompted me to take action. I ran to that place, pulled my mother out and brought her near the shed. The villagers asked, "What is this power, girl? Usually, when she sees us, she drives us and makes us run away. But now she is so calm and she has no problem seeing us. They continued asking me but I did not say anything as I was filled with Holy Spirit. I made my mother sit in front of the shed. The Holy Spirit was strengthening me. The villagers were observing me but it did not have any effect on me. I was only thinking of the presence of Jesus. Forgetting all about the place where I was, I raised both my hands towards heaven and prayed saying, "Jesus I pray
that, for the people to know and believe, that You are God and that through You miracles take place and that I had accepted You, perform miracles now in this place, Lord." While saying those words, I saw my mother getting up with a sound mind, like a normal person.


All the villagers were greatly excited asking what that power was which was transmitted when I raised both my hands. They asked how my mother came into her right mind. My mother was embracing me and crying. She could now recognize all the villagers. They asked again what that power was? I told them, "if you remain calm, I will tell you what this power is. As you think it is not witchcraft or magic. It is possible for you also to get this power. They were all sitting there looking straight at my face. I said, "The name of Jesus is above all other names. When we pray in the name of Jesus there is deliverance. In the name of Jesus, there is eternal life. In that name paralyzed people stand up healed. In that name, sick people are healed. In that name dead people will rise up, In the name of Jesus, impossible becomes possible."


When I was still speaking, my sick Bapa (father) who had been reduced to just skin and bones, lying on a mat of palm leaves within that shed called out to me saying, "Daughter, pray for me also in the name of Jesus about whom you preach." After the day when my father tread with his foot over my mouth closing my mouth with his foot telling fiercely that the name of Jesus should not come out of my mouth, this was the day that I saw my father again, as a transformed person calling Jesus as Jesus. As I have said before, Jesus loves to be known as our God.


My whole family started loving Jesus. Though my society was against me for a moment, later on they also realized the difference. God worked in such a way that they could come to know that the living God lives in me and that He leads me. My father got up completely healed and restored. Because he believed even though I did not pray for him. I just entered in that room and he stood up. He got complete healing. Today he is a healthy man. God changed the situation of my brothers so that they had to depend on me for their living.


My God told Jeremiah, "If you leave wickedness, preach goodness and if you stand for me, you will not be on their side, but they will join your side." Holy Spirit is with us today to bring a group of people to our side. By our education, our ability, our money, our beauty or because of our position this is not possible. This is only possible with the help of the Holy Spirit. So let us surrender ourselves completely under the control of the Holy Spirit.


When I returned back, God spoke to the missionary that the power of God to establish solitaire in families may be revealed in my favor. He spoke about me to the pastors. God had already given a vision long back to father of this servant of God, Rev. Daniel, Pastor of A.G. Church (which had jurisdiction at the place Manjappara of Kilimanoor section of Trivandrum District), asking him to accept one girl who had lost every thing in her life for the sake of the Lord for his son. God now intervened and told him, "You now fulfill the vision that I gave you."
That missionary arranged my marriage beautifully and did every thing for me just as a father would do for his daughter. He is still caring for me. He is also of help to my family members as they cannot live without depending on me. My God arranged a father for me. Doctors had decreed and my family members waited to see that I could not bear children. But because of the strength of Holy Spirit who overcomes weakness enabled me to conceive two boys and to give birth to them with normal delivery.
Apostle Paul says, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."
Thirteen years have passed since and God has kept me, led me and blessed me in all my ways
As I said before that I grew up in a Muslim home where I had not much freedom to do anything according to my desires or my wish, but was always involved in Muslim scriptures. And I had dedicated my life completely for this purpose but God called me, separated me and not only did He bring me to His love but also anointed me and authorized me to proclaim His love.


Holy Spirit led me in this anointing. My father, my mother, my brothers, my relatives, members of my mosque, my neighboring priests who had argued saying that Jesus is not God, rejected me and tortured me. But they heard my testimony about Jesus and My Lord opened the heart of them so that they could accept Jesus, and love Him.


Dear people, let me say it again, wherever I go, I cannot keep quiet not telling about Jesus. Whenever I think about it my heart fills with gratitude for my Lord and I cannot stop praising God with heart full of gratitude and to glorify Him. While I went in those prayer meetings hiding myself so that no one should see me, sitting in a corner like a refugee or like a beggar, hearing the messages from the preachers, I never thought even in my dreams that one day I will be preaching along with those servants of God. When I saw posters about meetings, I would go in those meetings and sit at a corner but my God lifted me up and sat me with those elders and servants of God and allowed my name and photo to come with them and He also made me to preach like them, I praise God and glorify Him thinking of His mighty acts.


I say that my God is a God of orphans, poor and helpless people. His righteous judgments are for the despised and poor. He raises the poor from the dust and makes them to sit with princes. When he sits with the princes, that dust will not be lingering on their dresses. Whenever I go, my God keeps a seat for me among the mighty ones. His love, mighty works, power and miracles will be revealed in those who love Him and walk in His ways.
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Testimony of Nazeela Beevi - Part 16

Those who are called by God or whom God has sealed, no matter who plots evil, no matter who plans or tries to implement his wicked plot, my God will not allow it to happen as they are the children of God. But my father did not keep quiet. I came back home and lived with the same man of God's family. A few days later we were in our family prayer and we experienced the mighty anointing of God. At that time we heard some commotion outside the house. We tried to figure out what that was?

A group of youngsters who are in the habit of disturbing prayer meetings had come to create trouble here also. My father had secretly befriended them giving them money and had deputed them to work on his behalf and to fulfill his plot. We did not have any information about this because my father had done it secretly as he could not do it openly. They created an uproar there and spread suspicious news falsely saying, "these people do illegal acts here. One young girl is involved whose whereabouts as to who she is, from where she came, etc, are not known." They demanded and shouted saying that I should be sent out.

This happened daily and because of the disturbance, the residents of the colony filed a complaint to the village administrator. The village president came to inquire. He asked questions, "from where this girl is? who is she? what is her address? what type of girl is she? Then he asked me in a derogatory manner, "Why are you staying here? Don't you have your home? Why can't you go there? The residents of the colony said, "Either you move out of this place or send this girl to her house or to any orphanages etc. We don't want this problem to continue and disturb the atmosphere here.

That night while praying, I asked God, "How much more suffering I have to endure for your name? How long will this suffering be? I do not have any desire to live, I want to die as soon as possible. Can you not take me, Lord? When I prayed like that, suddenly God spoke to me and said, "Be quiet and know I am God."

Today God wants us to keep quiet and know that He is God. If we work depending on our strength, on our wisdom, on our understanding or in our own way, God cannot work for us. He will not come down to help us. But we have to remain quiet and calm and patiently face that problem, bearing it and carrying it. From my own experience I can conclusively say that then God will come down revealing His presence, His strength, and His power.

Then God said, "thousands will fall at your left side, ten thousand would fall at your right side but they will not come near you. Then I felt that thousands and ten thousand who will come to harm me but the presence of God will be with me which would scatter them on my both sides. Thus I was courageous. I was shifted to another place. When the same problem was repeated in that place also, nobody came forward to support me and to settle the matter. Instead of helping me, those who were supposed to be beloved to me came into agreement with my father. Those on whom I had kept my confidence contacted my father. Because of the influence of my father, or because of the instigation of the demonic forces which wanted me not to rise up, which wanted to completely destroy and make me ineffective, they turned against me. They contacted my father and they succumbed to the temptation of the reward my father had promised and they came ready to catch me and take me back to him.

They came with a vehicle and said, "your father will not give you any trouble. There is no problem in going to him. He wants you to go to him. It is painful for them that you suffer like this here. They are worried about you." The people around that place also advised me insisting on my going to my father saying, "why should you live here like this suffering injustice for the crime you have not committed?


They tried to drag me and push me into the vehicle. Then I said, "I shall come with you, but let me take one moment to pray." I entered my room and prayed kneeling on my knees. While praying, Holy Spirit inspired me to read Isaiah 43rd chapter verses 2 and downward. I read that portion. which says, " When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor shall the flame scorch you."


Then I thought, "I will have to face problems like waters and rivers but God will be with me."


My father said goodbye to those who brought me to my home, sent them away and came back. I was standing in front of the house not entering inside the house because, while viewing the whole ground in front of me, I remembered how I shed my blood all over that ground and left the place, in fact, I was driven out from there, thinking, "Now Lord, still what kind of catastrophe is going to happen to me?"


My father saw me standing outside. (If the neighbors notice, my father would be in trouble as he had brought me secretly.) So my father said in anger, "Are you standing here to show yourself to the neighbors?" Saying this, he caught hold of my hair and pushed me to go inside the house saying, 'go inside' While being pushed, I struck against the wall and fell down. When I called 'Jesus' he came running, trampled on my mouth closing my mouth with his foot and said, "Don't call this Jesus hereafter. If He is God, if He is as powerful as you say, He would not have allowed you to be brought here. So forget about Him.

Then my father informed the people of the Mosque and tried to arrange my marriage. I told my father, "Twice you made arrangements for my marriage spending so much money, but the marriage did not happen because my God did not like it. So I believe that if God has kept a marriage for me, then He will prepare a man who will be of help in my ministry for God's work. Otherwise, I will not marry a Muslim priest."

Hearing this, my father became very angry. Then a lot of striking, pulling and pushing took place between us and every time my father continued to say, "oh, yea, I will allow you to marry a Christian, maybe if you go to court, the court may make arrangements for your marriage... Like that if you marry a Christian and harami children are born who will be going against Islam, those Christian children bringing about the curse being heaped and ever increasing in my family from generation to generation which I cannot allow. Saying this he kicked me repeatedly with his legs and I was in great pain. I felt a terrible pain in my stomach and I fell down unconscious. What happened after that was what I learned from my parents and from some other people and not from my memory.

When I fell down unconscious, they looked at me and thought that I had died because blood from my body had spread out in the whole room. When they looked they saw my womb was disordered because of my father's repeated kicking in my stomach. My father got afraid because if people come to know that I had died, police will arrest him. He told my mother not to scream, bound her mouth with a cloth and kept her tied up in the room. He took my brothers from school to relative's house because he feared that as my brothers were small kids they may let out the secret. He locked the room from outside. He had already told everyone that they were going on vacation.

They remained inside the house. By that time it was night. My father cleaned the room wiping away all the blood. He put my body in a sack, took it to the river called Ithikkara, which flows by the side of the house, dumped there, and returned back.