This account of a "Sikh Priest Saved To Serve As  Saint And Soldier For Jesus Christ" is 100% true. 

I, [Pastor Pritam Singh Sandhu], have met this Sikh priest from Amritsar Golden Temple who has become a Christian. I met him with a few other witnesses and we have details and records of our time spent with him. This Sikh priest or granthi wishes to remain anonymous for obvious safety and security reasons.

Let us pray for him continually that the will of God will prosper in his life.

Latest updated news August 2008- another Sikh priest in country M has also called Jesus as Lord and Savior.

The Bible in Acts 5:29 Peter and the other apostles replied: "We must obey God rather than men!

30The God of our fathers raised Jesus from the dead—whom you had killed by hanging him on a tree. 31God exalted him to his own right hand as Prince and Savior that he might give repentance and forgiveness of sins to Israel. 32We are witnesses of these things, and so is the Holy Spirit, whom God has given to those who obey him."

33When they heard this, they were furious and wanted to put them to death.

34But a Pharisee named Gamaliel, a teacher of the law, who was honored by all the people, stood up in the Sanhedrin and ordered that the men be put outside for a little while.

35Then he addressed them: "Men of Israel, consider carefully what you intend to do to these men. 36Some time ago Theudas appeared, claiming to be somebody, and about four hundred men rallied to him. He was killed, all his followers were dispersed, and it all came to nothing. 37After him, Judas the Galilean appeared in the days of the census and led a band of people in revolt. He too was killed, and all his followers were scattered.

38Therefore, in the present case I advise you:
Leave these men alone! Let them go! For if their purpose or activity is of human origin, it will fail. 39But if it is from God, you will not be able to stop these men; you will only find yourselves fighting against God."
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This is my story.

I was born into an orthodox Jat Sikh priest family. Because of our stringent religious background, I was educated in a Sikh mission school. My family members decided that I should become a Sikh priest. Therefore, I studied the holy book—the Shri Guru Granth Sahib—along with my secular studies. 

As I studied the holy book of my religion, my passion for God began to increase. As I read the Guru Granth Sahib, I felt as though I was about to reach God, but my efforts proved to be of no use. However, my passion was continually increasing, so I started searching for God in other sources. But my frustration was increasing as well with my lack on any good answers. I started stealing money and taking drugs. The more I wanted to save myself, the more I sank into an immoral lifestyle. All my efforts to find God came to naught.

Eventually, I denied that god even exists. I became an atheist but it didn't give me peace of mind. On two occasions I attempted to commit suicide. My life at that point was devoid of meaning and purpose.

One night I was preparing to go to a pornographic film. I was looking for a book to pass my time before the movie began. Suddenly I came across a book called Prem Ka Sandes (The Message of Love) lying on the windowsill. I thought it might be some pornographic book and excitedly grabbed it. Then I opened the book. It read, "For God so loved the world…." I just read those four words and cried out, "It's nonsense! There is no God". I threw the book to the ground.

As usual, the next day I was getting ready to watch another pornographic film. I picked up a newspaper-covered book. It read, "I want to give you eternal life." I heard a silent voice within me repeatedly saying that phrase. "I want to give you eternal life.'' I placed the book back and started to think about the voice. I could not watch the movie that day. The same voice was echoing in my mind. The next day, I returned from college early and searched for the same book and started reading it.

The book led me to a Christian pastor.  "I want to meet with God. Can you help because I have failed before?" I asked the pastor.

“Come to Sunday worship and surely you will find God," the pastor replied. I attended the church regularly for one year but to my surprise nothing happened. I went to him again and threatened him with a knife for not helping me find God. He gave me a prayer script and told me to kneel down and pray before going to sleep.

I read the prayer twice but, as I expected, nothing happened. I was angry but decided to read it from the bottom of my heart. Suddenly I found myself weeping and tears were rolling down my cheeks. I began to remember every scene of my life. All the sins that I had committed in my past life came before me one by one. I almost became senseless on my knees. That night I felt the awesome presence of the Almighty God in my midst.

Early in the morning my younger brother knocked on my door again and again. After a long time I suddenly came to my senses. I got up and heard somebody calling me from outside. I felt a strange experience within me. Everything seemed to be new. All my burdens had rolled away. Now I had a will to live. My heart was filled with unspeakable joy. It was an absolutely mystical experience that I had had the night before. As soon as I opened the door my younger brother cried, "Oh, your face is shining like the sun! I am unable to see you." I went to look at my face in the mirror but didn’t see anything unusual. I was frightened.

I went to the Christian pastor and asked about the strange thing that had happened to me. The pastor replied, "You have received God. Jesus Christ has come into your life." After a few months I had a water baptism. I had decided to publicly commit my life to Jesus Christ.

That’s when the persecution started. My family members started torturing me. Many times they attacked me and tried to kill me. Even the pastor was tortured and a case was filed against him. My family members hated other Christians and attacked them too. But as I looked upon the cross this suffering seemed insignificant. There are many such incidents of torture, injustice and persecution that have taken place in my life. I would like to mention one such incident below.

One day, my uncle took out a gun and told me to write my identity as a Sikh but I wrote my testimony of a changed life and gave it to him. He gave me a few seconds to denounce my faith and started counting. I told him, "If you want you can kill me. If I will die right now I will be with Christ or if I am alive Christ is with me, there is no difference." He pressed the trigger but I was saved because at that moment his son lifted the gun and he missed the target. He took out his pistol and wanted to kill me but his son interfered again and I was saved. 

Many times during the cold season, I was kept out of the house for the whole night without proper clothes. In August 1996, my family made a fifth attempt to kill me. Thank God my mother helped me to get away from the house. I was residing in my friend's place where my body was totally bruised. As days passed by I started my ministry in the neighbouring city. 

In June 1999 I received a phone call from my friend. He humbly requested me to vacate the city immediately because my family members had come to know of my whereabouts. Even this time God miraculously saved me.

Finally, I applied to a Bible College to pursue my thirst to study the Bible comprehensively. I know that staying in one place for few years could get me into trouble but by faith, I came down and started studying God's Word. To this day my family members and community are dead against me. Before leaving the Bible College having graduated with a Masters in Divinity, I received a threatening phone call from my brother.

I thought my days on earth were numbered, yet I know that God has a purpose in my life and therefore He has led me this way. I reside securely in God's saving grace and mercy. I am saved to serve as a saint and soldier for Jesus Christ. (2 Timothy 2:3, Philippians 1:1)

This living testimony is true. The author wishes to remain anonymous.