I used to read Christian material but could not accept its truth. I used to think the following:

There is no God.

Life on earth came out of nothing.

Jesus was a myth.

The Bible was so old it could not be accurate.

Why should the Christian religion be the right one?

But, some people close to death claim to have had visions of life after death. Some have experienced Heaven but others Hell! I thought, what if these places really do exist regardless of whether or not I believe in them?

In February 1987, I began to feel that I could not breathe. But the doctor could find nothing wrong. On the last Friday evening of April of that year, I met with three Christian friends to pray (speak to God). The young woman in the group said things about which only I knew. I concluded that there is a God, and he knows absolutely everything about each of us.

Then it happened! There was a violent rushing wind from above. It filled the entire room. It penetrated my ears and filled my entire body. I could breathe properly again. There was no wind outside. The doors and windows were closed. It was like a scene out of Pentecost! “Suddenly, a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting.”(Acts2v2)

Pentecost only happened because Jesus lived, died, and rose again from the dead. This “repeat” convinced me that everything Jesus said and did was true. I committed my life to Him and Him alone shortly afterward.

If you do not believe me I challenge you to ask God to reveal Himself and his truth to you.