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Awesome testimony
By: Pat Date: December 14, 2015, 11:23 am
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Nasir Siddiki - Left to Die
By age 34, Nasir Siddiki, a successful businessman, had made his
first million, but money meant nothing to him on his deathbed.
Diagnosed with the worst case of shingles ever admitted to
Toronto General Hospital , his immune system shut down and
doctors left him to die.
The next morning I woke in a sterile room on the eighth floor of
the hospital, my skin burning as though someone had doused me in
gasoline and lit a match. I felt on fire from the inside out.
My doctor arrived and looked at me in wonder. “The blisters are
multiplying so fast I can literally watch them grow,” he said.
‘”Your body isn’t fighting back.”
The next morning, in addition to shingles, I had chicken pox
from head to toe. I was put in strict isolation. That evening my
temperature soared to 107.6 degrees — hot enough to leave my
brain permanently scrambled.
For days I continued to deteriorate. My nerve endings became so
inflamed that a hair drifting across my skin sent shock waves of
fire rippling through my body. By week’s end, I was listed in
critical condition.
My Last Hope
In life, I’d been bold, self confident, a risk taker. But facing
death, I was terrified. I had no idea what might await me on the
other side. I’d been raised as a Moslem in London , England ,
and I understood Allah was not a god who heals.
My only hope was in medicine.
I eventually slipped so close to death that the doctors didn’t
know I could hear them when they examined me. “His immune system
has simply shut down,” one of them said.
“He’s dying,” the other confirmed. “His immune system must be
compromised by AIDS.”
I don’t have AIDS! I wanted to shout, but I couldn’t form the
words. Then it hit me. He said I’m dying!
The doctors spoke quietly to my co-worker, Anita. “In a few
hours he’ll be dead,” they said. “If by some miracle he lives,
he’ll probably be blind in his right eye, deaf in his right ear,
paralyzed on his right side and he may be severely brain damaged
from the high fever.”
Then they left.
They left me here to die! I felt like a drowning man going down
for the third time. Gathering my strength I whispered a prayer.
“God, if you’re real, don’t let me die!”
In His Presence
During the darkest hour of the night, I woke and saw a man at
the foot of my bed. Rays of light emanated from him, allowing me
to see his outline. I couldn’t see his face, it was too bright.
No one had to tell me, I knew it was Jesus.
The Koran mentions Jesus; Moslems believe He existed, not as the
son of God, but as a good man and a prophet. I knew this wasn’t
Mohammed. I knew it wasn’t Allah. Jesus was in my room. There
was no fear, only peace.
“Why would You come to a Moslem when everyone else has left me
to die?” I wondered.
Without words, he spoke to me. “I Am the God of the Christians.
I Am the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.”
That’s all He said. He didn’t mention my illness. He didn’t
mention my impending death. As suddenly as He appeared, He was
gone.
The next morning, the same two doctors arrived to examine me.
“The blisters have stopped growing!”
“We don’t know what happened, but the shingles virus has gone
into remission!”
The following day, still in pain and covered with blisters, I
was discharged from the hospital with a suitcase full of drugs.
“Don’t leave home,” the doctor cautioned. “It will be months
before the blisters go away, and when they do you’ll be left
with white patches of skin and scars. The pain could last for
years.”
Stepping outside into the morning sun, I looked like a cross
between a leper and the Elephant Man. When people saw me, they
crossed to the other side of the street. However, my mind was
not on my looks; my thoughts were on Jesus. There was no doubt
in my mind that Jesus’ presence in my room had stopped the
shingles virus. Whatever else Jesus may be, I realized that in
His presence miracles happened.
That fact left me with one consuming question: Is Jesus the Son
of God as the Christians claim, or is He just a prophet as I was
taught?
At home that evening, in spite of the drugs, the pain and
itching was so severe I almost had to tie my hands. Even so, I
fell into a restless sleep wondering about Jesus.
Learning to Live
The next morning, I woke early and turned on the television.
Flipping through the channels, I froze when I saw the following
words across the screen: Is Jesus the Son of God?
I listened intently as two men spent the entire program
discussing this topic — answering all of my questions. Before
the show went off the air, one of the men led the television
audience in a prayer. My body was aflame with pain but I knelt
on my living room floor anyway. Tears streaming down my face, I
repeated the prayer and invited Jesus into my heart.
Immediately a voracious spiritual hunger sprang up within me. I
had to know more about Jesus. In spite of my doctor’s orders to
stay inside, the next day I went out and bought a Bible. First I
read the books of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. Still ravenous,
I started in Genesis and read through the Bible during my
sleepless nights.
Meanwhile, Anita brought me books and teaching tapes explaining
the Gospel. I devoured them while continuing to study the Word
of God. As my understanding of faith began to grow, I dug out a
picture of how I looked before shingles. I prayed and asked God
to make me look that way again.
Nasir and Anita Siddiki - Jesus, My Healer
One week after my discharge from the hospital, I woke and found
my pillow covered in blisters. I must have clawed them in my
sleep, I thought. I crawled out of bed and stepped into the
shower. What had started on my pillow was finished in the
shower: Every blister fell off my body!
Instead of being covered with patches of white and scar tissue,
my skin was simply red and raw. It slowly healed, returning to
its pre-shingles condition. When it did, I not only looked
human, I looked like I did before I got sick, except for the
scars that I still carry on my chest.
None of the doctor’s dire predictions came true. My eyesight was
20/20. My hearing was normal. My speech was unimpaired. I
suffered no brain damage.
My healing was miraculous, swift and complete. I never suffered
from lingering pain or any other complication. Not only did I
have the worst case of shingles ever admitted to Toronto General
Hospital , I also had the most miraculous recovery.
Jesus, the God of the Christians, showed up in the hospital room
of a dying Moslem and healed me. But that wasn’t the greatest
miracle He performed. The transformation that occurred in my
heart was even more dramatic than the one that occurred in my
body.
An international teacher and evangelist, Dr. Nasir Siddiki is
the founder of Wisdom Ministries (WisdomMinistries.org). He
lives in Tulsa , OK with his wife Anita and their two sons.
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Re: Awesome testimony
By: Helen Date: December 14, 2015, 2:04 pm
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Thank you Pat..what a great encouragement.
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Re: Awesome testimony
By: Pat Date: December 14, 2015, 2:09 pm
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[quote author=Helen link=topic=572.msg8165#msg8165
date=1450123450]
Thank you Pat..what a great encouragement.
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It's brilliant isn't it - just shows God's still around and
changing peoples' lives for the better, often in dramatic ways
like this but also quietly and gradually.
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Re: Awesome testimony
By: James Date: December 14, 2015, 3:30 pm
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Very dramatic Pat. My heart sank when I saw the title since my
sound card is broken and I thought it was bound to be a video,
how blessed I was!!
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