Go and Baptize Them
Intro - Baptism
I Chose to serve God
The Ordinance of Baptism
Baptism is established (Ordinance)
The Baptism of Jesus (repentance)
Paul Explains Baptism (Salvation in Jesus)
Does Baptism Provide Regeneration to new life?
Philip & The Ethiopian
I had been sound asleep that night in January 1967 when I was startled awake by my bed shaking violently.
An earthquake? My heart was gripped by a nameless terror. And then I sensed a horrible malevolent presence in my room; one that was definitely evil.
Suddenly I was thrown out of my bed; whether I was in my physical body or spirit I do not know. But I was pushed and thrown about like a straw in a hurricane. The face of Mahmud flashed before me and my heart cried out for his protection.
This must be death coming for me, I thought, my soul quaking. The awful presence engulfed me like a black billowing cloud and instinctively I screamed out to the One who now meant everything to me. “O Lord Jesus!” At this I was shaken mightily, as a dog ravages his prey.
“Am I wrong to call on Jesus?” I cried to God in my spirit. At this a great strength surged through me and I called out: “I will call on Him! Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!”
At this the powerful ravaging subsided. I lay there worshiping and praising the Lord. However, sometime around three in the morning, my eyelids became too heavy and I slipped to sleep.
I was awakened in the morning by Raisham bringing me my morning tea. I lay there for a moment feeling such a sense of relief. As I closed my eyes in prayer, I saw the Lord Jesus Christ standing before me. He wore a white robe and a purple cape. He gently smiled at me and said, “Don’t worry; it won’t happen again.”
I felt then that my harrowing experience was satanic, a test Jesus permitted for my own good. I recalled the cry that came from deep within my soul: “I will call on His name, I will say Jesus Christ.”
My Lord was still standing before me.
It is time for you to be baptized in water, Bilquis, He said.
Water baptism! I had heard the words distinctly, and I didn’t like what I heard.
As soon as I could I dressed and asked Nur-jan and Raisham to see that I wasn’t disturbed until lunchtime. I stood at the window thinking. The morning air was cool, and pale steam drifted up from the garden springs. I knew that the significance of baptism is not lost on the Muslim world. A person can read the Bible without arousing too much hostility. But the sacrament of baptism is a different matter. To the Muslim this is the one unmistakable sign that a convert has renounced his Islamic faith to become a Christian. To the Muslim, baptism is apostasy.
So here was a difficult testing point. The issue was clearly drawn. Would I yield to the fear of being treated as an outcast, or worse, as a traitor, or would I obey Jesus?
First of all I had to be certain that I was really obeying the Lord, and not some illusion. For I was far too new at being a Christian to trust “voices.” How could I test my impression better than through the Bible? So I went back to my Bible and read how Jesus Himself had been baptized in the Jordan. And I looked again at Paul’s letter to the Romans where he talked about the rite in terms of death and resurrection. The “old man” dies, and a new creature arises, leaving all his sins behind.
Well, that was that. If Jesus was baptized, and if the Bible called for baptism, then of course I would obey.