Hello everyone, I would just like to share a quick testimony on how I started believing in Jesus Christ. So, when I was younger studying in primary school probably around 10 years old, one day my mom got really sick.
She went to see a doctor and the doctor said that they can’t really help her. They gave her some medicines. She took the medication, but she was not getting better. She grew up in the Hindu religion, so she went to see the pundits and they did what they could, but she wasn’t really seeing any improvement.
Then we started going to church at the same time, yet we couldn’t see any improvement in her. Sometimes she used to feel really good and sometimes she felt really bad.
One day, as I was getting ready to go to school and while I was brushing my teeth, I looked at my mother’s room, but couldn’t hear anything. Later I heard my sister and my mother were speaking to each other, so I was like, okay everything is cool.
So after I finished brushing my teeth, I went into my mother’s room. I saw my mother was alone and she was laying in her bed. She was gasping for breath, she couldn’t breathe properly and she couldn’t even talk to me.
So walking around in my room, I was kind of shocked. I didn’t know how to do CPR or anything. Personally, at that age I didn’t really believe in any god or anything specific. I was just going to school, doing school work and playing, watching cartoons in the TV, that’s how my time was occupied.
As I watched my mother, she wasn’t able to talk so much but yet she was able to say Levi come and pray for me. So, I dropped my school bag and I ran to her and I dropped on my knees. I grabbed her hand because her hand was not at all moving.
Breathing heavily, I said, “God, I really don’t know anything about religion and I never prayed in my life before. I have no idea where I got the words to say what I said to this day. I still don’t know what I said.
And I started calling the name of Jesus that day. I was like well if this person can save my mother’s life, then that’s the person I wanna serve for the rest of my life.
Doctors can’t do anything. The medicines they gave had no results, even going to church had no improvement. I ran to the side of my mother’s bed and I called on Jesus’ name while she was suffocating.
My mother also was praying to Jesus. So God heard our prayers and healed my mother.
hope this testimony has encouraged somebody who have listened to this video and to those who read my testimony.
Thank You.
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