blogs // blog

Do You Want to be Truly Free?

TipriTV.com   From India to Saudi Arabia 

My name is Jag Mohan Chhabra and I was born in a staunch Hindu family in India.  After qualifying as a Chartered Accountant and working for some years in Delhi and Mumbai, my next destination was Saudi Arabia, as finance manager of a multinational company. There I became very good friends with Jawahar Lal Sethi, whose wife also happened to hail from Delhi.  Through them, I came in touch with a person, who lived in a village 130 km from Hyderabad, and who was later to be my ‘Guru Ji.’

Whenever my friend Jawahar faced any tough situation, he would consult this Guru, who used to solve all issues through his divine powers. This phenomenon impressed me so much that I also became his disciple, and for the next seven years, this Guru was my sole guide and philosopher. The then Indian Ambassador in Saudi Arabia was also his disciple.

This Guru used to make the impossible, possible and if I considered him a ‘living god’ giving him precedence over all the deities I had worshipped until then, it was only natural. I can recall many instances where he performed near miracles, justifying my deep faith in him. 

Saudi Arabia to Canada

The Guru passed away all of a sudden at a young age in 1988. It was like the ground giving way under my feet. I later emigrated to Canada. While in Saudi Arabia, I had suffered from minor ailments earlier, but in Canada my health condition deteriorated further. My heartbeat often rose to 150 as against the normal 72. There was restlessness and sweating and I was having a multi system failure. Am I heading for a heart attack?  Such fears and above all the fear of death haunted me. After subjecting me to numerous tests, doctors could not find any reason for my sickness. I was given medication for reducing the heart rate contending that since the cause of the disease is not known, there was no way they could treat me.

Back to India

Thinking that it was better to die back home, I returned to India. At a friend’s suggestion, I went to a top astrologer who had hotline facility with central ministers including the then PM. Looking at my horoscope, he divined that it was an adverse planetary positioning that was causing the trouble. All that he wanted me to do was to go to the Hanuman temple in Delhi and complete a ritual-- that of adorning the deity with sindoor, ghee, and silver leaves (in local term called Chola Chadhana).

Brush with exorcism

At the Hanuman temple, I befriended another devotee, one Dr Jitender Arora, who used to make fond inquiries about my condition. When I did not make any progress in my health, he ventured to suggest that my problems might not be physical. It could be the effect of some black magic, witchcraft or something similar. Dr Jitender had earlier got his sister treated successfully from an exorcist, for severe witchcraft. 

I could not brush aside my friend’s fears. After much persuasion, accompanied by my son, I went to meet the exorcist who happened to be in Delhi around that time. He held my hand and with an expression of astonishment on his face remarked that such was the deadly potential of the witchcraft that it was a miracle that I was still alive. Two spirits came out of me and two from my son. To the tantrik’s (exorcist) questions, they began answering in Hyderabadi dialect. It was all a new experience to me and quite shocking! After this, my health seemed to improve for a little while but after some time things became worse than before. 

No hope, no peace

Here I was, lacking nothing…power, position and wealth. But there was no peace within. Whatever I attempted ended in failure. The deteriorating health filled me with fear. I received all kinds of suggestions to resolve my situations and I tried most of them. I was like a drowning man, clutching at every straw.

Here I was, lacking nothing…power, position and wealth. But there was no peace within. Whatever I attempted ended in failure. The deteriorating health filled me with fear. I received all kinds of suggestions to resolve my situations and I tried most of them. I was like a drowning man, clutching at every straw.
We have come to pray for you
 
One fine morning, around 7am, my sister- in- law (my elder brother’s wife) along with some friends descended on my home and she said: “We have come to pray for you; there is witchcraft done on you!”  My sister-in-law had accepted Christ and I did not appreciate her conversion from Hinduism to Christianity. So I was not at all happy to see her and her Christian friends. 
 
So when they offered to pray for me, I had difficulty concealing my hatred. My sister-in-law then insisted that I pray to Jesus, and leave all other gods and goddesses of mine. Being a staunch Hindu, this was unacceptable to me. However, I told her that the only concession I was willing to make was to accept Jesus as one of the gods. To which she replied that I cannot have my feet in two boats. I was offended but at the same time did not want to be discourteous. They left after some more prayers.
 
This letter set me thinking
 
A few days later my sister - in - law’s daughter wrote me a four-sentence letter.  It began: “My dear uncle, “You are the most religious person in the family. How is it that your gods and goddesses could not protect you from witchcraft? I am compelled to write these few lines by the Holy Spirit.” It kindled my anger for it was quite provocative. I tore it off in a huff. However the words stayed in my mind and I now started thinking “Yes, how is it that a person like me, so devout and faithful, should be troubled by witchcraft? Why could my gods and goddesses not protect me?”  
 
Her zeal was understandable. She had tasted the power of faith at a point of crisis in her own life. The crisis was in the form of a spinal problem. She had such severe pain that she even decided to take her own life to end the misery after the doctors had given up. It was then that a Sri Lankan neighbour in Saudi Arabia, a Hindu who had embraced the Christian faith, and his wife, a Buddhist turned Christian, prayed for her and cured her quite miraculously. My elder brother had also by then become quite interested in the Gospel and even taken to preaching Christ in Mumbai after resigning from Saudi Arabia.
 
I attend a Christian convention
 
It was November 1994. The Hindustan Times advertised a three day convention of evangelist John Osteen, at the Jawaharlal Nehru stadium. It seemed to be about spirituality, about the claims of Jesus. Besides, there were promises that the sick would be prayed for, and healed miraculously. In spite of my reservations about Christianity I decided to go. 
 
Thousands attended the mammoth convention (held by John Osteen and his team) at the large stadium. When it was time for prayer, he asked the sick to place their hands over the area of the body where the sickness was located.
 
I placed my hands on my chest, liver, kidney and forehead by turn for I had no idea where my illness was rooted. In fact I was sick all over. Nothing happened to me. I was however puzzled when a sardarji on crutches nearby got up suddenly and began shouting, “I am healed!  I am healed!!” A few others came over the mike and also narrated their healing experiences.    
 
Until that day, I had not heard of anyone getting healed through prayers said over the microphone. I was convinced this was a stage-managed attempt, to convert people to the Christian faith. I said to myself,” This fraud must stop! I must report this to the police.” Back home I shared the same with my wife. Being more religious and prudent, she advised me to exercise caution: “God can do anything!”    
I decided to attend on second day also. I went alone, my wife had stayed back. This time I sat in an area where very sick persons were brought for healing (some on hospital beds). Again, more testimonies of various kinds of healing were heard. Doubtless, it began to dawn on me that so many people couldn’t be lying, with most of them being non-Christians. 
 
Walls start to crumble
 
The walls of resistance within me (to the claims of the miracle working power of Christ) began to crumble.
 
When I drove back home, one thought occupied my mind: if this is the true God, as my sister-in-law had insisted, then what will I do with her demand to give up all other gods whom I had worshipped until now? That seemed be an impossible task to me. I said to myself, “No, I cannot give up reciting the Hanuman Chalisa, or the hymns to Durga and Shiva ... May be, I will add Christ to my list of deities.” The fear of estranging my gods was lurking within me.
 
My mind was struggling to find a way of escape from the dilemma when this formula struck to me: “I will also pray to Jesus with my recitation of “Om Namo Jesus!”(I worship you Jesus). The Bible says (as I learnt later) “----whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be saved” (Acts 2:21).
 
Power in the name of Jesus
 
The next day, as I lisped the new Jesus mantra, I felt the darkness lifting from me, and negativity being replaced with hope and expectation. With passing days and weeks, my life seemed to take a new direction, with my problems getting resolved one by one. 
In three months, there was a complete change in my situation. Firstly, my health returned to normal. My heartbeat of 150 per minute fell to 72 without any medication. I also began to prosper much more.
 
Encouraged by this new turn in my life, I rang up my sister- in- law to inquire what I must do next. “Burn up all those books and literature on gods and goddesses, astrology, yoga etc!” came her crisp reply. Soon afterwards, I made a bonfire of them. My neighbors watching the papers aflame wondered whether I was destroying secret documents in anticipation of an income tax raid!
 
My sister-in-law’s next command was more difficult to carry out. She also wanted me to throw away all those bottles of whisky and wine, gathered from abroad and stored with care--some of them were very costly brands. For months, I debated within me unwilling to incur the monetary loss involved. Then at one point I felt an inner urge –that was ten days before the next Deepavali —to take a decision and throw away those bottles of intoxicants.
 
Soon in another week, I felt God was rewarding me for my obedience: the reward came in the form of a plot allotment in prime land in Faridabad, for which I had applied long ago. It was the only plot available (on the main sector road) in a draw of lots in the public quota, the other one having gone under the chief minister’s quota. And the plot was worth a fortune.
 
The veil is lifted
 
As the veil lifted, I become aware that the Lord had delivered me from demonic powers of which I was ignorant earlier. My Guru (from Hyderabad) was in fact using the powers of darkness to fulfill my needs. On the outside, he was a Guru but inside a man controlling evil spirits, an agent of satan.   
 
The world of spirits and demons deceive a large number of people, even those who ought to know better. The Bible has rightly warned: “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” (Ephesians 6:12) 
 
The prince of the air (devil) controls the world and seeks to infiltrate the mind of man. It uses many allurements to deceive even the devout. Manifestations of demonic activities are too numerous to be listed. Often the devil appears before us as an angel of light. He is behind much of the evil in this world, the conflicts, hatred, wars and the like. That is why Lord Jesus warns in the Bible “Take heed therefore that the light which is in thee be not darkness” (Luke 11:35).
 
The tantrik (exorcist), it dawned on me, was able to astound me by making things happen through the working of evil spirits. He had already put under his power a good number of people and wanted to manipulate me too. He had a list of distinguished people from all walks of life including politicians, doctors, engineers etc. 
 
Today varied spiritual experiences claiming miraculous results but having their origin to evil forces, pose a threat to mankind.
 
Lord Jesus came to destroy the works of the devil, according to the Bible (1 John 3: 8). He spent considerable time casting out evil spirits from ‘possessed’ men and women. Not only that, He gave power to all those who believe in Him to cast out such spirits. And He gave the promise: “Verily I say unto you, Whatsoever you shall bind on earth shall be bound in heaven; and whatsoever you shall loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven.” (Matthew 18:18) and “Behold I give unto you power to tread on serpents and scorpions and over all the power of the enemy and nothing shall by any means hurt you”(Luke 10:19).
 
You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free.

The Bible says that God who is sovereign gave us freewill and when we misused it we became sinners. But God who is love sent His Son, Jesus Christ, who used His freewill to die as our substitute and provided a solution. And now, he pleads with us to use our freedom to accept this offer and become truly free beings. Do you want to be truly free?

If yes, follow these steps to peace.

My name is Jag Mohan Chhabra and I was born in a staunch Hindu family in India.  After qualifying as a Chartered Accountant and working for some years in Delhi and Mumbai, my next destination was Saudi Arabia, as finance manager of a multinational company. There I became very good friends with Jawahar Lal Sethi, whose wife also happened to hail from Delhi.  Through them, I came in touch with a person, who lived in a village 130 km from Hyderabad, and who was later to be my ‘Guru Ji.’
 
Whenever my friend Jawahar faced any tough situation, he would consult this Guru, who used to solve all issues through his divine powers. This phenomenon impressed me so much that I also became his disciple, and for the next seven years, this Guru was my sole guide and philosopher. The then Indian Ambassador in Saudi Arabia was also his disciple.
 
This Guru used to make the impossible, possible and if I considered him a ‘living god’ giving him precedence over all the deities I had worshipped until then, it was only natural. I can recall many instances where he performed near miracles, justifying my deep faith in him. 
 
Saudi Arabia to Canada
 
The Guru passed away all of a sudden at a young age in 1988. It was like the ground giving way under my feet. I later emigrated to Canada. While in Saudi Arabia, I had suffered from minor ailments earlier, but in Canada my health condition deteriorated further. My heartbeat often rose to 150 as against the normal 72. There was restlessness and sweating and I was having a multi system failure. Am I heading for a heart attack?  Such fears and above all the fear of death haunted me. After subjecting me to numerous tests, doctors could not find any reason for my sickness. I was given medication for reducing the heart rate contending that since the cause of the disease is not known, there was no way they could treat me.
7.3.2012

TipriTV.com is here for you!

Are you seeking answers in life?
Are you hurting?
Are you facing a difficult situation?
Find your way to peace with God
Send us your prayer request
Chat with a LifeMentor
Is chat offline? Click the button to leave a message, a LifeMentor will reply to you via e-mail.

blog comments powered by Disqus

Author

Popular