A Devout Muslim Woman who Never believed in the Name of Jesus.

My name is Mercy Konda and I was born and brought up in a devout Muslim Family in a place called Napuk at Sibsagar District (North East India). My father was a school teacher and a strict follower of Islam. We were raised under the strict rules and orders of Islamic traditions and culture. We placed the name Mohammed above everything and considered him larger than life. Even as a kid I was a devout Muslim who followed everything that the Islamic religion taught me and I was a strong believer of Mohammed. I wanted to dedicate my entire life to him. I did everything to please and honor him. I hated Christians my whole life and picked arguments and debates with Christian leaders. I would raise the debate on the topic Muhammad vs. Jesus. I would mock them for believing in Jesus. I would also mock them by saying that your Savior Jesus Christ died naked on the cross long back but Muhammad is alive. I would also challenge them if you say your Jesus is alive then give me his contact number I will talk to Him. This is how I mocked all the Christians and all the followers of Jesus Christ. As the years went by I had fallen in love with a Hindu man and got married to him in Islamic tradition. Even after my marriage with a Hindu man I never stopped reading my Quran and did my Namaz very religiously (Islamic 5X daily prayer).

However one day in the year 2009 I became very sick my whole body became very weak. I was diagnosed by the Doctor with my blood count being very low. I also had Jaundice, Typhoid, Liver infection and a tumor in my stomach. I was suffering with multiple illnesses as the doctor himself was confused which disease to treat first, hence he told my husband that the tumor in my stomach can burst at any moment! There was not much time left as he was asked to take me home to look after me. This made me realize that my days were very close to death. My husband and I had spent all our money and everything we had in our hands to treat my sicknesses and diseases. We traveled to many temples in Masjid and many different places to seek healing however everything failed as it seemed there was no hope for me, day by day my health condition took a turn from bad to worse. Finally I became completely bedridden for a year. I could hardly do anything on my own and even breathing became very difficult for me. I was feeling very alone at that point of my life. Somewhere in the corner of my heart I thought I was suffering and going through all this pain because of my sins and pondering if it was a punishment from God. In order to find inner strength and peace I use to call on Muhammad and pray asking him to come near me because I wanted to see him and to talk to him as I prayed each night. I used to think that Mohammad would come to me, but he never appeared to me. I lost all my hope in him and 19 years of my faith in Muhammad broke down. Every day I was dying in my bed, it was like as if I was just counting my days because there was no hope and no assurance from anyone as I laid there in my sick bed just waiting for my death. Even my own family got tired of taking care of me. Every time I tried to eat something they prepared for me I would vomit it out. My whole system was down and I could not eat even a morsel of food. My husband would come home drunk and seeing me inside the room lying in my sick bed for days, weeks, months and then he would ask me “Are you still alive?” He would still go on saying....“I thought you would be dead by now”. He knew nobody would want to come near me because I was stinking and dirty.

Then one day one of my husband’s friend came to our house and knowing that I was sick and bedridden he invited us to a Christian gathering crusade. He assured us that I will be healed through prayer. My husband who himself is from a Hindu background was not very happy with the invitation. However he told his friend to ask me if at all am interested to attend the program. His friend came up to me and told me to attend this Christian crusade and that I would be healed in Jesus name. Just at the sound of hearing Jesus name I got mad at him. I told him that I am not interested in this Christian Crusade and there is only one god for me and he is Allah…...besides Allah there is no other god for me. However after I declined the invitation within 15 minutes I got the feeling I was about to die, so I decided why not go and see what’s happening there at the crusade and see if I can be healed like he said. Just at that time my husband’s friend asked me one more time if I wanted to go and attend the Crusade. I agreed to go and was assisted to the crusade as I could not walk by myself. My husband would not accompany us as he did not believe In the name of Jesus.

A mighty man of God by the name A.D. Venger was the main speaker. This was the first time in my life I heard the true word of God. However even though I was attending the service I was feeling guilty in my heart for attending a Christian meeting. Since I was Muslim even though I could hear the preacher speaking the good news of Jesus, deep inside my heart I prayed to Muhammad And asked him to forgive me for coming here to this service and being gathered together in this group of Satan and for being at Satan’s meeting.

After a little while I heard the preacher calling all the sick people to receive healing, many people walked down to receive their healing. I began to say to say to myself even if I have to die now I will not say yes to Jesus. I will never take His name in my lips , then right at that moment one miracle took place, I saw it with my own eyes as I saw and heard a dumb girl begin to speak. It just took my breath away…! I was perplexed that something like this could even happen.

Suddenly I heard myself saying Jesus if you are Alive then heal me right now, then the next minute I was down on the ground. I felt that something was happening in my body which I could not describe or put into words as my whole body was electrified and the saliva from my mouth was coming out without any control. I heard someone calling me from the stage and they said "Jesus is touching you! You are free today from all your sickness and diseases and all the pain!" The preacher began to declare that I will be used for the Kingdom of God & that God will use me in Muslim Communities. Then I lost my senses and I was completely slain in the Holy Spirit. After about half an hour when I came back to my senses I saw the preacher standing close to me and he prayed over me. I was healed and there was no doubt about it! I went forward to the stage and I proclaimed from the stage that “Jesus is Alive”! After the meeting I went home walking 1Km distance on foot all by myself, after being bedridden for a year.

When my husband saw me walking back home from the crusade he asked “now you can walk by yourself…?” He accused me that for the last year I was pretending and faking my Illness lying down in the bed as a sick person. I told him I was very sick and the Christian Jesus has healed me completely. When I entered our home I washed and cleansed myself. I cleaned my room swept and mopped, along with bathing and cleaning I also did some cooking. That was amazing after my illness. On the same night when I was about to sleep I heard a sound and I saw two hands and I saw it coming towards me. This voice called me “Daughter”…!?

It made me feel so happy deep inside my heart because all these days when I was sick and dying I never heard someone calling me daughter with such a loving voice. I asked the voice who are you..? The voice replied “my daughter if you want to know me follow my hand”. In my mind I followed the voice and I felt that my soul was getting lifted from my body. I could still see my physical body lying on the bed.

I kept following that sound and I went up through the sky and I reached a Golden House and from there the sound disappeared. Then I saw an Angel. He escorted me by hand and took me inside the Golden House, as I entered the House every part of the house, even the ground was made out of gold. The beauty of the house was beyond description, I saw two thrones and I saw two men sitting on them. One person was very old and his hair and beard were all white and I saw stars coming out from his mouth which filled the air. The old man asked me if I knew him, I said no I don’t know you. Then he said to me "I am Abraham….. the father of every nation and you and I are of the same family "(Ishmael tribe). “We will call men and women on the earth to come to heaven and we will declare that “Jesus is Alive“. He gave me a bible verse: Acts 3:22-26. “Moses said, The Lord God will raise you up as a prophet from your brethren as he raised me up. You shall listen to him in whatever he tells you. 23 And it shall be that every soul that does not listen to that prophet shall be destroyed from the people. 24 And all the prophets who have spoken from Samuel and those who came afterwards also proclaimed these days. 25 You are the sons of the prophets and of the covenant which God gave to your fathers, saying to Abraham, And in your prosperity shall all the families of the earth be blessed. 26 God, having raised up his servant sent him to you first to bless you in turning every one of you from your wickedness.”

I asked Father Abraham... what shall I do here and what is my role here? He asked me “Do you know the man sitting next to me”? I looked up to the next person sitting beside him and I found a very handsome man with a very bright face. However I could not dare to look at his eyes because they were very bright and He was full of Light. I could hardly open my eyes in front of him even to glance at Him. He said to me through His voice "look up" and as I looked up I saw a video through a big Television set. The video was of myself….I watched my own life starting from my young age….. In the video all my movements was recorded especially whatever sins I have committed throughout my life. Everything was recorded in detailed manner with specific place date and time.

After watching that video I realized that I am a wicked sinner. Following after the Islamic Religion with all my strength with full dedication for over 20 years had done nothing for me. That moment I realized that I was the most sinful and unclean person on earth. There is no more sinful person alive than me. That moment I realized how unclean I was, I realized all the sins I have committed, I began to cry and weep bitterly. While I was weeping, that person (Jesus) came closer to me and said “my daughter don’t cry look up and see the video”. As I looked up again I saw a pastor who is known to me and with whom I used to debate and argue with him and mock him for being a Christian pastor and for believing and trusting Jesus. Then the man (Jesus) whom I could not even glance at Him because of the light and glory, came closer to me and said to me “the real God who you were seeking for is me, the Koran is wrong, I am not “Isa” the prophet, I am God. I Am Jesus, I am Alive and I am with you. The very place where you stand now is Heaven. You were about to die however you will not die, I give you Life. I forgive all your sins and you will live for Me from this day. Earlier you used to say Jesus is dead, but now you will proclaim I am alive, you will go to many places throughout the nations and declare to every people, every religion, and you will tell them about Me and that JESUS IS ALIVE”

I questioned Him how is this possible? I said I could not do it as I am not strong and I am very scared. Then Jesus told me “Don’t Be Afraid, I will go with you wherever you go. Now return to the world and tell all my people on the earth what you saw here and what you have experienced here, from today on your name will be called Mercy because I have given you a new life! I gave you Love and have shown you Mercy and you will do the same for others on the earth”. (This is how I changed my name from my Muslim name Mohsina to Mercy.) For many months I ignored this name that Jesus gave me however when I took water baptism in Andhra Pradesh the pastor uttered Mercy when he baptized me in the water. Then I realized the name was given to me by Jesus so I started to cry and weep and from then on I changed my name to Mercy officially).

Then an angel appeared before me and took hold of my hand and led me out of the Golden House. Before I stepped out of the Golden House Jesus covered me with a shawl and said to me “I am giving you new life, live for Me”. When I came out of that Golden House I saw a group of people praying and all the people were dressed in white. However among the group there was a man who was wearing a grey colored cloth. This man called me and told me that I was their guest and asked me to draw closer towards them and join him. He gave me bread and a glass of Juice. When I ate the bread it just melted in my mouth. Never in my life I have tasted such a wonderful thing. The man told me that his name is Elijah and he also told me that he would come to the world again soon, before the End, Tell all the people on earth to Live for Jesus.

Then on one side of where I was standing I saw old man and a women in pain. I told the angel standing beside me that I want to go to join them and help them, then the angel replied to me you will be with this kind of people when you go back to earth and you will help them. Just then I saw a fireball hit the wall and it reflected in Golden letters Jeremiah 33:3 “Call to me and I will answer you and will tell you great and hidden things which you have not known”. The second time the fireball came and hit me touching my mouth then I felt a fire went inside me and all of a sudden I started praying in different tongues, this is when I started to pray in my body when my spirit returned to it. I also sensed myself praying in a language which I do not know and have never heard before. I tried to stop myself however it would not stop and it continued on and on….

After hearing me praying loudly all my family members woke up because my prayers broke their sleep and my family members thought that I have gone insane and some evil spirit has entered my body. Therefore they called many Hindu pandits and (Muslim) Imam to cast out the evil spirit out of me and to stop the weird kind of language I was uttering. However everything failed. Then right in the middle of 2:30 A.M my prayer stopped. Suddenly I had severe stomach pain, so severe that I thought I would die right there. I could feel two hands rolling inside my stomach then I tried to go to the toilet to relieve myself and from there all my tumors came out and then I heard the voice again and called me “my daughter” and said to me “from today you are healed completely”. From that particular day I have stopped all the intake of medicine which the doctors had prescribed. Jesus has healed me completely. And that is the only reason I am Alive today. I have been set free from all my sickness and diseases in Jesus Name.

Ever since when the fireball went inside me I started my prayer in the Holy Ghost and I prayed with new tongues every day. My praying became a distraction to my parents and they started harassing me physically. They literally beat me up and the beating went on every day because I would not stop my prayer even if they tortured me. And my family tortured and harassed me for 90 days. On the 90th day I prayed to Jesus, I told Jesus that you have promised me that you will go with me wherever I go and to every place, but look at me now I am getting physically tortured and harassment here and I am about to die. Then the voice came to me right into my ear very clearly and told me “My daughter, leave this place, your family and the town and remember you are not supposed to take anything from here”.

So early in the morning I left my family and my home and the town where I lived. I had no idea where exactly I was heading to because I don’t know many people, and those few people whom I knew as believers when I approached them for help many of them they did not accept me or helped me because they were afraid that the Muslim community would come and attacked them. They also feared that those Muslim people would lodge a complaint against them to police if they extended any help to me. I was rejected by almost all the people I approached for help as they feared that the Muslim community would attack them. I did not get any help from anyone.

I had no place to go, so I headed to the railway Platform and I stayed there for 3 days. There at the Railway platform I met a sister and she took me to a prayer center and that is where I came in touch with many other believers. Among the group in the prayer center one lady came up to me and told me that I need to fast for 21 days. She said to me “when you complete 21 days of fasting Jesus will come to you“. I was very happy to hear this word from her. However on the other side of my life I have no idea what I was doing and I was finding hard to even believe what was happening to me. In the prayer center they have provided me a single room where I can put myself up and pray. I was excited to meet Jesus as per the word given to me by the other sister in the prayer center, however on the other side I was feeling sad because I came all the way leaving aside my husband and my entire family and my 2 little daughters which broke my heart to be away from them. I was in the middle of nowhere not knowing what to do about the whole situation. However I made up my mind that I would follow Jesus so I stuck to it.

As I began to fast and pray on 15th day of the fast Jesus appeared to me at midnight. Jesus came into my room as I was lying down sleeping. I woke and saw a very bright shining light and I could feel somebody standing beside my bed. I tried to open my eyes but they would not open because the entire room was so bright and full of Light. The voice came to me and told me that “You have another 2 eyes to open, which is inside your heart, open it“. This made me realize that I have to open my Spiritual eyes to see Jesus. I saw Jesus standing close to me and He covered me with a shawl. I saw blood in the palm of Jesus’s hand where they were pierced. I took His hand and I tried to rub the Blood away with the scarf that he gave me and I asked Jesus what happened to His hands. He answered me “You are not wiping the blood in my hand but you are taking on the pain, burden, and responsibility which I have. You will wipe away the tears of my people here on earth. You will also help keep people from going to hell. Many broken families will be mended through you also”. Jesus also told me “My daughter pray for your husband”. I told Jesus immediately “No Jesus I cannot pray for him because I do not want to live with him anymore because he tortured me and beat me nearly to death”.

Then Jesus told me “one day you will be a preacher, you will go to many places preaching the gospel and those days you will need a husband to protect you and to care for you and to stand by you. People will also look at you with a cruel eye. I don’t want that to happen to you. You need a husband to stand by you for your protection. I will change your husband, he will be a changed man and I will bring him back to you” this was the word spoken to me by Jesus. Right at that moment my husband was drinking and was enjoying his life with his friends and he was totally drunk. Then a voice spoke to him and told him “Tarun what are you doing here? Go home your wife is praying for you.” After that on 21st day of my fast Jesus told me that “today at 6 A.M your husband will be right in front of you”. I was not very sure to myself if that would really happen because it was way too impossible to see it happening. No one had known where I was for so many days. I had no contacts with any of my family members. However I prayed and continued my prayer just then it was almost 6:00 A.M and the pastor came' into my room and told me that there was someone who wants to meet you. I went out of my room just to see who was there to see me and there he is….it was my husband right in front of me and it was sharp 6:00 A.M in the morning. Then we joined our hearts together with the other believers and we all prayed for my husband. That morning that very hour my husband accepted Jesus as his personal savior and he got saved. And as we all prayed over him he fell down on the ground the power of the Holy Ghost was all over him. He was completely slain in the Holy Ghost. And he told me that he wanted to get baptized in the water. This was the very first time I realized and understood that there is power in prayer in Jesus name.

For 20 years I had prayed to Mohammed however I have never felt the presence of god. Now I prayed for 100 days and I Prayed in the Name of Jesus and I got answers. The most beautiful thing to be experienced is I can feel His Presence the presence of the Living God. And the same feeling is always there in my heart till today. I can feel His precious presence every day in my life. After all this experiences in our life my husband and I started attending churches. Many churches we would want to go and attend. Then after that we decided to go back to our home town and return to our family. And so after we reached home within few hours all our relatives came to our home and they started questioning us why are you taking the name of Jesus..? They gave us one condition either we take the name of Jesus and leave our home or stay quietly at home with No Jesus’s name at home. My husband confessed in front of everyone that he cannot live life without Jesus anymore. And from there all our relatives gathered started abusing and harassing us physically. My husband and I begged our family members to allow us to stay for the night but they would not allow us. They gave us one more chance to make our decision not to take the name of Jesus and stay at home with them or take the name of Jesus and leave the place. However at that time my husband answered them “for the last 24 years I have poured water over the stone and worshipped it, but this (stone) god never told me even once not to get drunk and not to fight. However when I prayed in the name of Jesus I found Peace within myself and now I realized that am a sinner”. After hearing all this they literally chased us out from the house with no other option.

That same night we left everything behind us and the very place and we walked out of the house with nothing in our hand. There was nobody who could help us. One pastor came forward to us and he told us that we should leave the place as early as possible because there can be a lot of religious issues in the area among the Hindus the Muslims and Christians. Some believers came forward and prayed for us and helped us. Yet we were feeling so sad over what has happened in our family. We were at peace only with the thought that Jesus is with us. That night we had nowhere to go and we headed towards the railway station. That was the only option for us. We had no money and not even one extra pair of clothes. We only had Jesus in front of our eyes and Jesus name in our heart. Every single day I would walk up to every person whom I met in the railway platform and ask them “Do you know Jesus”? I would tell them the miracle that happened in my life and things which Jesus told me to tell people on the earth. Many people thought that I was insane but a few listened to me and what I and to say.

This is how my husband and myself spent 3 months in the railway platform with one pair of clothes and no money. We also understood how it feels when one is hungry and in need. And how it feels to live a life in a railway platform with no home. (It is a very big harassment, but we never stopped our prayers).

From there I started praying for all the people who are hungry who have no homes and who are less fortunate. We asked for mercy upon all these people who are in need. Because at that moment me and my husband we were one of them. No home, no food, no clothes, and no family who support us. We were so much in need we became orphans. When I was praying the voice came to me again and told me that “My daughter I Am giving you these sufferings in your life and have you go through all these situations, because one day you will gather all the orphans and those that are in need and are less fortunate and you will provide them food, shelter, clothes and give them love. So never lose your Hope in Me, This is my promise to you”.

After the assurance from Jesus that night my husband and I decided to earn daily wages around the area and at night we took rest in the railway platform. Then at that time we came across a pastor and he gave me his visiting card and he asked me to give him a call him after two days. So I called him by the number he gave me and he asked me if I wanted to attend a Bible college? I could not give him any confirmation at that time whether I would want to attend Bible College because I had no idea what it was like altogether, and besides we had so many limitations in our life with no basic provisions. We discussed (my husband and myself) about it and I decided to join the Bible College. Now the big problem is we had no money in our hands. By faith and miracle, with the little money we could earn and save from the daily wages, I joined the Bible College and bought my first Holy Bible. This instruction at the bible college is where I received my basic Bible studies and Training.

Then after completion of my Bible studies we decided to move back to our home town Chabua village in Dibrugarh Assam (India). We rented out a small house and we started our family again. We lived with Jesus as our only Hope. For 6 months we prayed and stayed in the small rented house and many people started coming to our house seeking for prayer support. Many people started bringing in the sick, deaf, dumb, and even people possessed with evil spirits. Every day we were seeing people getting healed in Jesus name. Demons were being cast out in Jesus name also, many people were getting deliverance. We were also seeing many teenagers who were hungry for God’s word and going deeper in God. And we were encouraging them and counseling them to go to Bible College. Even many who were “cultural Christians” backsliders and lukewarm were coming back to Jesus.

This has not been easy or without struggle. Satan viciously counterattacked, he hates seeing the light of the gospel and the name of our Lord Jesus proclaimed in India! At the beginning of 2015 in the month of April 2015 we were facing so many family problems. I am a mother of two children and I was heavily burdened. I even came to a point where I told Jesus that I cannot go on like this anymore. Even with all that he has done for me and the assignment I was given from Father Abraham I was so worn down. I told Jesus am giving up from here. You can kill me because there is no reason for me to live a life like this and am so over burdened with my family problems. I was absolutely down and was crying in pain with nobody to share my own problems. I was complaining to God day and night and to take away my life because I don’t want to live my life any longer and now even my own family will look down at me.

Then when I thought I could bear no more, God reinforced me in a mighty way. God is good and faithful! One afternoon sis Anungla Longkumer ( Ange ) my translator called me and she gave me a word from Bro Marcus Samuel and Rip Logan from the USA. These two men of God were burdened by the Holy Spirit to release a prophetic word and warfare prayer and even ask intercessors to pray over my life and family and ministry while they were on a live broadcast during the Pine Ridge Warrior Radio program from South Dakota USA. As I received the prophetic word from Bro Marcus, once again I heard the voice of God and I got back my energy and the strength to pray and fight spiritual warfare. After receiving the word from them I surrendered my life once again to Jesus and I gave Him Praise for the prophetic declaration over myself and my loved ones and the ministry vision. As I was kneeling down in prayer and in thanksgiving, I saw the glory of God descending from heaven in my room there was a bright cloud and light in my room and I could feel the presence of the Holy Spirit so strongly.

The voice of God came to me very clearly once again and said to me “You are not here to cry but you are here to make satan cry. Whatever you have heard Bro Marcus say today …that was my voice. I will also bring people into your life and your ministry whom I have chosen”. This word from God and these brothers praying for us sparked new life into our vision to minister.

Today we have started a ministry and we have named it “AGAPE PRAYER MINISTRY”. We still have a long way to go as everything is at a scratch level. God gave me a burden in my heart to open an orphanage and a railway Platform Ministry for children who are less fortunate castaways, and do not have a home to live. Also our Vision is to open a Prayer home because there are many people who come to us for prayer and healing. There are people who want to stay and pray with us but we do not have a room for them to put up. Also there are many church leaders who want to come and spend time in prayer and fast but since there are no extra room in our home we are unable to initiate all this things. We need a lot of financial support to establish all this and to make things happen. Right now we do not have much in our hand but we are faithfully trusting our Lord that He will help us to accomplish all our Vision and Mission for His Kingdom. Bro Marcus prophesied in his word that we will receive the backing of brothers and sisters worldwide to accomplish the vision of ministry that we have been called into, and we are trusting the Lord for this.

There are people who still say negative things about us. Many with strong religious traditions (unscriptural manmade traditions or walking in lukewarm apathy---Rev 3:14) fear a radical personal encounter with the one true and Living God. We ignore this criticism and continue on in our work. We know that Jesus is our Rock and our refuge and we know for sure that God will never forsake us for he is a Faithful God. My husband and Myself and our two little kids have dedicated our entire life to Jesus and for His Kingdom. We have started Agape Prayer Ministry and we are in the process of piecing together our orphanage in north east India. We are also networking with the The Elijah Challenge ministry to further the Gospel in India with healing and deliverance crusades to win Muslim, Hindu, and even backsliding Christians for Jesus. With the help of American Elijah Challenge coordinator Joseph White, Rip Logan, and translator sister Ange Longkumer, we are building a web page report and Facebook link so that our friends and partners worldwide can follow updates and see praise reports, intercede in prayer for us and even send love offerings to support this Mercy mission of the Gospel of the Kingdom to the lost and wayward in South Asia.

Every care was taken with this translation to ensure it’s accuracy. This testimony was translated from Hindi to Indian English dialect, then into western English. Hindi is often difficult to translate properly into Western English. Extreme care was taken to ensure that everything Mercy wanted in this translation was included and it is accurate. Grammar was corrected and phrases changed so that the average English speaking western person will understand. The intent of this testimony stayed true during the translation, which took nearly 2 months to come together from the original notes from Mercy to the final English translation. Thank you sister Ange (Anungla Longkumer) for your diligence in getting this accomplished. Only in eternity will you know how far this traveled and how many souls were touched by this effort.

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