“Keep on, then, with your magic spells and with your many sorceries, which you have labored at since childhood. Perhaps you will succeed, perhaps you will cause terror.”
[Isaiah 47:12 NIV]
Siluvai writes:
Dear Beloved in Christ, Greetings to you in the name of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!
I have been doing the above-mentioned ministries full time and purely based on faith for the past 20 years in Chennai, the key city of south India. The ministry has church & charitable trust registered under Tamil Nadu State Government. Through all the church and other ministries God has given me around 250 souls in the church and more than 5000 souls all across Tamil Nadu. Most of them are Hindu converted and financially poor and backward people. I am a full time servant of God, based purely with the faith on God, and have never had any outside sponsor so far. Still God has leaded me tremendously all through the 20 years of tribulations and successes. I have my wife and three children who are also active participants in all these ministries. So far, five churches have been planted through these ministries.
My testimony: From my childhood I learnt witchcraft and sorceries from three great witchcrafts. I became a popular witchcraft in 1980’s at Chennai, a key city of South India. Many people come to me to deliver themselves from their misfortune, distress, agitations, sufferings, and from bondages due to witchcraft and other sorceries. My Hindu name was Ramsingh. I had two big tamarind trees in both the sides of my pooja (worshipping) room. In the tamarind trees, I had tied many bottles filled with dead human spirits, conches, lemons, burnt body ashes; semi burnt human bones from grave yards to use them when they are necessary. I who got myself well trained from my childhood in magic, sorcery and astrology was on demand not only for astrology, but mainly for sorcery to use the spirits to cause spells and harm and also make charm bands for my clients. I had 108 spirits under my control and used them for my performances. Whatever that I ask them to do they will do. I do many witches either from my pooja room or at midnight from graveyards. If someone does any sorcery against me, I counter attack and win those responsible through my higher power sorcery. I had defeated many magicians in spiritual warfare.
Once I was called to do pooja and to say sooth sayings in a hypocrite Christian home. I started my pooja in that house. The time came for me to tell about their futures. I was entrancing my famous sooth saying spirit. It is one of a popular spirit in India, which is been worshipped by pagans. But it was not coming. I was wondered why it was not coming. Than I started being in yoga to see that where that spirit is. I found him standing in the doorsteps of the house. I asked why you are not entering in. What happened to you? He said that he was not able to come in because somebody who is greater than him is in. I asked who is that greater. Is he much greater than all my 108 spirits? I said I would take care of him. You don’t fear to enter in. If I don’t do it now then they will never believe in my power. He was strong in telling me to halt the pooja and to come out of the house. I asked repeatedly why? Finally he said that some powerful light is there inside the home. Again I went into yoga and found that a sage-like calm and sweet appearing man standing there inside that home and an old woman praying unto him in the inner room. I told Charles to make that woman to stop praying. She was his mother. I told the pagan god that I will bind that calm and gentle man and I started binding Him as I used to do to any other spirits that come across my activities. I could not bind him by anyway even for a long time. I became very tired and was astonished at his gentle look and sweet smiles. Finally I came to know that He was Jesus, because that family was a Christian family. (Ps.116:16) He was in a white tunic. His face was filled with brightness and strange presence. I couldn’t do anything harmful for him. I abandoned my poojas. From that time onwards I had a great reverence to Jesus. But I didn’t accept him as the true God. I continued in my witch business.
In an early morning when I was in a deep sleep, one missionary was preaching in loudspeaker. I was disturbed by the loud noise and was raged, so I sent some spirits to attack the missionary right at that moment. Then by sitting in yoga I started looking at what is happening to him. He didn’t stop his speech. I was wondered seeing hosts of angels covered around him and safeguarding him. The spirits that I sent to attack him came back. I was annoyed and went to sleep again. It was the second incident where I failed in my witch.
After some six months of these incidents happened, I fell sick. I was bed ridden. I didn’t know what sickness I had. I called all the 108 spirits who were under my control. I asked them the reasons for my sickness. They all said that there is no reason but I was having bad time and season. I thought if somebody is being my adversary, I could do some thing bad against him or her and could escape myself from that dilemma. But, it is not somebody or some spirit, but my own time and season. I was blaming all my gods and goddesses that I worshipped all through my life till that moment. All the 108 spirits consoled me by saying that I will die within 7 days and will become a god. They also said that I could take care of my wife and children by being that god in spirit after my death. But the fear of death preoccupied me.
I remembered those two incidents where I had met with Jesus. I thought that He couldn’t be overcome by anyone in this world. I started calling Him. I didn’t know how to pray to Him. I was thinking if there is any magic or mantra I could learn and talk to Him. By leaning over my deathbed, I simply kept telling “Oh Jesus, Come into me and save me from this bad time and season which is going to take me away”. I kept repeating the same verse. I saw Him in the same manner as I had seen Him in Charles’ house. He spoke to me challengingly through a Bible verse however I didn’t know it was a verse from Bible. He spoke to me through Is. 47:12. There was never a man spoken to me with such mighty challenging words. People will fear to stare at me. If anybody speaks any challenging words to me, I will put them under my feet with a small lemon and nail. I will send one of my disciples (a spirit) to him to beat him severely right at that moment. I go to graveyards alone at nights and do all my witches. The entire graveyard would fear for me. Jesus is the only one God who has spoken to me with challenging words. Tears started rolling down from me eyes. I cried to him ‘lord save me, help me, and cure me’. He said to me to untie the witch-thread that I had tied around my waist and he also said if I do so, I will not die I will survive. My guru who had taught me the more amounts of witches gave that thread. I removed that thread of which I was thinking as my safeguard. I cried to Him and confessed all my sins that I had committed from my childhood. God touched me. He healed me in that deathbed. If felt as if some mega volts of current passed through me. I accepted him as my true loving God and as my true-life savior. He started instructing me on everyday.
I demolished my pooja room and cut the tamarind trees that were at both the sides of my pooja room. But finally, instead of accepting God’s word, I joined in a beer manufacturing company for bread winning. I earned good. Suddenly one day when I was getting down from a slab after finishing my works over that, the second tragedy happened in my life. When I was putting my legs down from the stool, I kept my left leg into a tin which was full of boiled tar. Somebody had kept it there without my knowledge. Doctors told that removing my leg was the only option. I was brought to my home as if I was a dead body. I was in bed for 6 months. I was not even able to move my legs slightly. Weeping and crying, praying and worshipping God were the only hobbies, which were left for me at that time. I promised God that if I receive back my strong legs, I would definitely do His ministry all through my life. God equipped me to do His ministry. He spoke to me through visions and dreams. God helped me to forget all my witch verses and mantras. I started memorizing Bible verses.
After me received back my good legs, I was yet fearful to do His ministry. I thought the same if I do ministry who will meet my family needs and necessaries and who will pay fees to my children’s education. Once in a dream I saw Jesus giving me a Bible within which many 50 rupees and 100 rupees were kept. I knew that He was telling me that He would take care of my family burdens. Yet, I didn’t want to do His ministry. I joined in a Christian church as an office assistant. God spoke to me through that church pastor also to do God’s ministry. I was getting only 200 rupees as my monthly salary. I give only 100 rupees to my wife. Remaining 100 rupees I would spend to print tracts and I would distribute them in markets in evenings after finishing my office hours. Then slowly I got into gospel preaching ministry, village ministry, and church assisting ministry. Then finally God gave me a group of people to attend services that I conducted in front of my house. Gradually we started conducting Sunday services and many gospel meetings. Now church is been built in the same place where I had my pooja room. Most of the believers are people who once were fervent Hindus and who once were affected by witches and sorceries.
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