There was a time when I started practicing about Sufism Islam and after one year I became an Islamic priest. One of my friends, he said; "if you would like to meet with someone who is a very spiritual man and maybe he will lead you to the right place where you can have a connection with God, the lost connection that you are always talking about.” He started teaching me about the spirits and all kind of the false spirits, magic and all kinds of stuff. Then he started to ask me to come to the graveyard and go to the desert and different places where he was doing all kinds of rituals in order to speak to the different spirits. He always called for a genie because the Koran talks about genies and spiritual powers. (Muslims believe that there are genies, good and bad). So he always said that I have a good genie and I have given you a good genie also.
I knew the name of the demon that was with me. Whenever someone came to me asking for prayer if he or she was possessed, my demon would talk to the possessed person in that kind of conversation that he would tell me that this is what I am supposed to tell them. So I knew that it was not God. I was not praying for somebody in the name of God, I was praying for somebody or performing something through the power of the demon.
So I started to read the Bible. As much as I read, the more I was in trouble because the New Testament says that Jesus is the Messiah, Jesus is the King, Jesus is the Son of God, Jesus is God and it was all about Jesus.
So one day I was alone in my room reading the Bible and thinking about Jesus Christ and all that was going on. Then I decided to do something. I closed the Bible and put it aside. I called; “Jesus.” At the moment that I said it, I saw an image of a man, right in the corner of my room surrounded with his glory. The next thing was that I was flat on the ground. I felt like a fish out of the water because of the power. I began to talk in some unknown language. It was not a new experience, by the way. Not a new experience because when I was practicing Sufism, I used to speak in different tongues. But there was a major difference. There was a major difference. When I was practicing Sufism, I used to call false God. I used to call; “Rama Rama, Sita Sita” called a kind of chanting because of the false spirits. When I became a believer, at that very moment all of the false spirits, the demons, they never came back to me.
When Jesus appeared, he not only healed me, not only do I believe that He is the Son of God, but inside of me, He healed me.