Worship Under The Sword

I was at a crossroad, not knowing what to do.  If I went and they killed me, what would happen to my wife and one year old son? If I didn’t go, I would hurt Jesus so very much.  I started fasting and praying, asking the Lord to show me clearly what I should do, because the following week I had to conduct the service. 

While praying, the Lord spoke to me and said, “Son, a thousand on your side and ten thousand on your right shall fall, but nothing shall touch you.  Go in My name and I will deliver you.” 

Now dear friend, this was no easy task.  I would say it was only through God-given strength, that I made the decision to go.  I told my Pastor, who was already aware of the situation.  He started crying. I told him I was going, and that I knew Jesus would save me, but if it was His will, I was willing to lay down my life.  I told my Pastor, “If they kill me, please look after my wife and son.” 

The day came, and as usual, I left on my motorcycle for the service without any fear at all in my heart. We were not supposed to wear helmets during this time, as terrorists would come on bikes and kill people, then escape unidentified.  The government banned the wearing of helmets for two years. 

I knew that spies would be watching me come in, but this did not bother me.  I believe the Lord took all fear out of my life, because I had made the decision to go.