June 29th, 2021
by Kevin Benton
by Kevin Benton
At once I knew that my dear Saviour stood before me. I rose at once from the rock where I was seated and fell at His feet. He held in His hand the key of my heart. Opening the inner chamber of my heart with His key of love, He filled it with His presence, and wherever I looked, inside or out, I saw but Him.
Then did I know that man’s heart is the very throne and citadel of God, and that when He enters there to abide, heaven begins.
(Sadhu Sundar Singh, At the Master’s Feet)
Then did I know that man’s heart is the very throne and citadel of God, and that when He enters there to abide, heaven begins.
(Sadhu Sundar Singh, At the Master’s Feet)
Sadhu Sundar Singh has been called the St. Paul of India. His conversion to Christ is one of the great stories of the faith. Sundar was raised a Sikh, so he had studied intently the holy book of the Sikh religion, the Granth Sahib, as well as the Hindu sacred book, the Gita. His piety even as a child was known throughout the region.
Sundar’s mother died when he was just a teenager, and her death threw the young man into overwhelming grief. He railed at God, even publicly burning the Bibles of the Christian missionaries of the area.
Finally, Sundar’s despair led him to plan his own death. For three days and nights he stayed in his room. “If God wants me to live, let Him say so,” he exclaimed. “Oh God, if there be a God, reveal Yourself to me tonight.” His plan was simple and carefully thought out: If God did not speak to him before morning, he would go out to the railway line, lay his head on the rails, and wait in the darkness for the 5:00 a.m. train from Ludhiana to end his misery. For seven hours he waited in silent meditation. At 4:45 a.m., witnesses Sundar, a bright cloud of light suddenly filled his room, and out of the brightness came the face and figure of Jesus. Sundar had been expecting Krishna or one of his own gods, not Jesus. Yet, he was certain it was Jesus. He spoke to Sundar in Hindustani: “How long are you going to persecute Me? I died for you. For you I gave My life. You were praying to know the rightway; why don’t you take it? I am the Way.
”As a result of this vision, Sundar’s life was dramatically and irrevocably changed, and he was led into one of the most remarkable ministries of the twentieth century.
Hot hunger can lead to holy encounters. Fan the flames of your hunger!
Sundar’s mother died when he was just a teenager, and her death threw the young man into overwhelming grief. He railed at God, even publicly burning the Bibles of the Christian missionaries of the area.
Finally, Sundar’s despair led him to plan his own death. For three days and nights he stayed in his room. “If God wants me to live, let Him say so,” he exclaimed. “Oh God, if there be a God, reveal Yourself to me tonight.” His plan was simple and carefully thought out: If God did not speak to him before morning, he would go out to the railway line, lay his head on the rails, and wait in the darkness for the 5:00 a.m. train from Ludhiana to end his misery. For seven hours he waited in silent meditation. At 4:45 a.m., witnesses Sundar, a bright cloud of light suddenly filled his room, and out of the brightness came the face and figure of Jesus. Sundar had been expecting Krishna or one of his own gods, not Jesus. Yet, he was certain it was Jesus. He spoke to Sundar in Hindustani: “How long are you going to persecute Me? I died for you. For you I gave My life. You were praying to know the rightway; why don’t you take it? I am the Way.
”As a result of this vision, Sundar’s life was dramatically and irrevocably changed, and he was led into one of the most remarkable ministries of the twentieth century.
Hot hunger can lead to holy encounters. Fan the flames of your hunger!
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I'm so hungry for you Lord ðŸ™