A light in the haunted house

A light in the haunted house

Greetings, friends,

In light of MH370, many of us probably had a deep rethink about or lives and how short it is. Many of us probably would consider doing something that we might otherwise never get a chance to do. One of the things that I recently felt I needed to do was to document my testimony on how I really started to find true meaning in life.

And this all started in a haunted house. It was my first year at work in one of Malaysia’s most premier plantation and property groups. I was a junior internal auditor, and as part of our work duties, we would be assigned to go to various operating units, many of which were oil palm estates. For our accommodation, we would often have to stay for 2 to 3 weeks at old colonial bungalows in the estate, many of which predated back to World War II times. I was told that in some of these bungalows, unsavory incidents from the past had resulted in occupancy by certain otherworldly occupants.

As things went, I happened to have the privilege to stay in the mother of these bungalows in my first estate assignment, the infamous Paya Lang guesthouse near Segamat estate. It is said that strange things happened there, and my partner himself was terrified about the prospect of staying overnight in that place again. Being the senior, he insisted that we should stay in the room downstairs, and quickly took the bed farther away from the black cupboard that reminded him of a coffin…. It was actually quite a nice house with a beautiful garden and antiquated furniture. The mirrors though, were rather stained and dirty so that one couldn’t quite see his reflection clearly.

In any case, a strange incident happened on what I think was our third night at the guesthouse. Being tired after the day’s work, I had quickly fallen asleep when my colleague woke me up because he was scared and wanted me to let him sleep first. Shortly after, he fell asleep and now I couldn’t sleep. Then suddenly I heard what sounded like irregular footsteps of a little child running in the room above. Suddenly I sensed that there was an invisible presence in the room, feeling me with dread and fear. As I was taught as a child brought up in a Christian home, I said aloud “In Jesus name, go away”, but the presence remained undaunted. Nevertheless, I thank God I was not harmed and eventually fell into a fitful sleep.

After coming back from the estate, I began to reflect more and more about this event and my life. Blessed to have Christian parents, I had grown up in a local church and gone to Sunday School and learned about the Bible. However, I began to realize that my faith was actually quite shallow, with some head knowledge, but little real experience concerning God and the spiritual world.

This experience opened my eyes to realize that spirits are real, and the power of the Lord Jesus is real too! I realized that Lord Jesus protected me from harm that day, but because of my weak faith, the evil presence would not go away. Hence, I resolved to really put my trust in Jesus, and really get to know the Bible and try to know God well. I began to really believe in Jesus as Savior… After all, that’s what His name means-the One who Saves.

Thereafter, in the course of my time in audit, I frequented that haunted house many times as well as others, but I no longer felt any fear. As I looked to Jesus for help, He saved me and gave me new confidence, and I was no longer afraid. Sometimes, I was even willing to stay back in such houses alone when my colleagues went out. I was happy to read the Bible there and pray there even alone. Once, even when the lights went out for a while, I was not afraid despite being alone.

At the same time, strange things continued to happen to some of my other colleagues. One went to sleep in an upstairs room one night, and found himself suddenly sleeping downstairs as if levitated down. Another switched off her radio at the mains because it kept sounding irregularly but found to her horror that it still switched on even without electricity. Still others had their beds violently shaken in the middle of the night or found themselves temporarily paralyzed. Some saw little dark shadowy men darting here and there.

As I progressed in my new found Christian life, I also came across the testimonies shared by many who found Jesus to be their Savior as well especially among the Full Gospel Business brothers. Some had gained everything financially before falling into serious debt. They cried out to Jesus for help, and they found a way out and continue to testify of God’s goodness day by day.  Some had great lives until they fell into serious illness like cancer and cried out to Jesus. Jesus saved them too, and they continue to testify. Some were on the verge of marriage breakdown when Jesus saved their marriage. In all these testimonies as well as my own, I saw a common pattern. Men and women called out to the Lord Jesus in their time of desperate need, and He saved them. And friends, I wish the same for you too. If you have not found the Lord Jesus, call out to Him, and He will save you, He will help you. He will never turn away anyone who comes to Him! God bless you in Jesus name, Amen!