Turning the other cheek leads to a miracle

My name is Kuldeep Singh, and I was born into a Rajput family in Rajasthan, India. I worked as an officer in the Customs Department.

As a volunteer, I held daily physical drills and training for young people in my town. The training was to make the youngsters proud of their warrior caste culture, heritage and ancient religion, and to be vigilant against other religious people.

One day I heard that a family in the village was preaching about some foreign God.

The first day I happened to meet Pastor John, I gave him a hard slap. I did that again after two days. Then the third time and the fourth time and within a matter of 10 days I slapped him for the fifth time.

I came home and fell sick. My nose was bleeding non-stop, and I was not even able to drink water or eat anything. The venue of my daily training was in the Government Hospital campus. The Chief Medical Officer came and did a full medical investigation.

My left lung had become useless, eaten by tuberculosis. The doctor assured me that I would be all right with medicine. However, for more than two weeks I was unable to eat or drink, and the nose bleeding did not stop.

On the 17th day after I slapped Pastor John, I was dead in the early morning around 3 a.m. My body was brought home. As per our tradition, my dead body was placed on a mat on the floor. Relatives started coming home.

Someone said to Pastor John, “Your enemy (Kuldeep) is dead.” John said, “I have no enemies.”

He rushed to my home. He asked my wife to permit him to pray for me. When she said, “Yes,” John started praying with tears rolling down. In a few minutes, people noticed movements in my left index finger, then the next finger. In few minutes I was alive!

The very next Sunday I started attending Pastor John’s worship service and became a follower of the Lord Jesus Christ.

[Pastor John is a trained CBS leader with classes in his church and a few other branch churches.]