Excerpt from Bakht Singh’s testimony book.

Bakht Singh was a devout Sikh who heard the voice of Jesus telling him “ This is my body broken for you, this is my blood shed for the remission of your sins”. That encounter with the living God, changed his life forever.

Below is an account of how Bakht Singh’s father came to Christ:

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On the 19th of October, 1932, I wrote to my father about my conversion. On the 15th of November I prayed that the Lord might send someone to my father to explain the letter which I had written to him about my conversion, as it was a long letter and I had given references from Genesis to Revelation. On the same day my father went to see an American missionary in my home town.

On the 21st of November, 1932 when he got my letter he went to see the same missionary with whom he had become acquainted and said to him, “I have this letter containing many references from the Bible. Can you explain them?’; The missionary gave him a Bible in Urdu and explained to him how to look up references. After looking up all the references he was convinced that my conversion was according to my real conviction.

So he wrote to me saying that he had no objection and that he was pleased to know that I was happy in my faith.

On the 6th of April, 1933, I arrived in Bombay after seven years of absence. My father and mother came to meet me. When I came down from the ship the first thing my father said to me was, “Only your mother and I know about your conversion. Will you please keep it a Secret and call yourself a Sikh for the sake of the family honour?

You can read the Bible and go to church but do not tell anyone that you are a Christian.” I said, “Can I live without breathing? When Christ is my life how can I live without Him?” I told him that I had given my whole life to Christ.” He asked me, “Are you going to become a missionary, Are you going to be a padre?” I said, “No.” He replied “If you are no good to us why don’t you be of some good to yourself. If you become a padre or a missionary some body will at least respect you.”

When you are going from place to place, who will listen to you and how will you support yourself?” I explained that God had called me for this work, but he could not understand. He said, “If you cannot keep the matter secret you cannot come home”. So my father and mother left me in Bombay, and I began to do some Christian work there.

After two or three weeks I got a letter from my sister. She wrote to me, “I have heard that you have come back. Will you come and see me?” She did not know that I had become a Christian. She thought I was merely trying for a job in Bombay, so I went to Karachi to see her.

When my sister saw me preaching in the bazaar and going to church she wrote to my father saying “Things are dangerous, come soon.” My father came to Karachi immediately. The same evening there was a family gathering. My sister, brother-in- law, my brothers and my father. My sister became very angry and began to abuse me. She said to me, “You have left a high and noble religion and have become an out caste”. I said, “I am worse than an outcaste because you cannot see the state of my heart. The Lord Jesus has told me that I am the greatest sinner. When I said that, my sister became very angry and started to say some words against Christ.

My father asked for my Urdu Bible and I gave it to him. He began to read from the New Testament certain passages. “We sent for you to reprimand him, but you are preaching for Christ” said my sister. My father replied, “you have no right to say anything against the Lord Jesus because you do not know anything about Him. You can say what you want against your brother but do not say anything against Christ.” They were all taken by surprise and the meeting came to a close.

The next day my father attended a church service. After the service we were walking in the street when I met a Sikh whom I had the privilege of bringing to Christ. He told his experience to my father. My father his story. He said to him that when he had left me in Bombay he became unhappy and so went to see sadhus and sanyases and asked them how to get peace. But all of them said that it was a difficult thing to achieve.

So one Sunday my father happened to pass by a Church in Lahore. The service was about to commence and so he got in without any particular intention and occupied a back seat. Just as the service began he saw a great light. As he saw the bright light shining he cried, “Oh Lord, Thou art my Savior too.” Then a Great peace came to his soul. Before leaving Karachi my father said to me, “You can come home whenever you want.”

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“Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” John 14:6

Blessed day!