At the climax of 30 years of war in Sri Lanka, I was getting ready for my final exam. Unfortunately, all the universities were closed and we were sent home for several times. I was dreaming of becoming a doctor and later a surgeon working in hospitals, but our final exam was postponed for more than 2 years. I cried and cried. I realized that heartless bombs were stronger than religious statues. What was the truth of life? I was lost, but still too stubborn to listen about the living God.
On this particular day in 1987, a strange young boy at a bus-stop gave me ‘another leaflet’ about Jesus that I already read. I …show more content…
It was much different than I thought. The place was a big hall with hundreds of people; some were murmuring, some were lifting their hands and talking to someone, some were clapping and singing, and some were crying. To my surprise, there was no any idol. It was an Assemblies of God church that I never knew. I was very confused. That environment was strange to me, but I felt something extraordinary which I couldn’t explain. They sang a song with the meaning that ‘I can’t see the future, don’t know what will happen tomorrow, therefore Lord, please hold my hand and take me over’. Oh, it was talking about me! I surrendered myself to Jesus for the first time of my life and asked for