Malaysia – Mat Rempit

It was just past 5:30 am, I woke up and left my house to do my morning prayers. Our condominium is adjacent to the jungle, so the early mornings bring a fresh breath of crispy air straight from the resting jungle. It makes the morning prayer walk more special. I just love the feeling. I make it a point to make my first appointment of the day with God.

The sun rises at around 7 am so when I left home, it was still very dark outside. I walked up to the top of the hill, following the road, worshipping and praying. I had my own space, I could sing out loud, there was no one around, no cars, nothing. Just the remainings of the night and me. The jogging path is nicely sandwiched between the jungle and the access road to the condominium. On the way down, I passed the guardhouse and continued going down. I was in a really great mood. Little did I know, something was about to happen.

I continued walking down and then suddenly the peaceful silence was cut through like with a knife. The sounds of roaring bikes flooded the streets. There were around 15 maybe 20 of them, I did not count them, they rode fast, passed me on the opposite side. I felt some uneasiness but I continued walking.

They did a quick U-turn and within 3-5 seconds I found myself surrounded by a gang of mat rempits, a local motorcycle gang, they were young and small and very likely on drugs. I am bigger, but within a split second, my body started registering hits. I felt I was bleeding. I was being hit with metal clubs, buttons, padlocks, and other items. I dropped on the ground, the storm continued. I rolled down to the ditch, the hits kept coming. I covered my head with my elbow.

For some strange reason, I shouted “Police”…I did not know what to do. It all happened so fast, it was still dark, empty street, no one around and me. I was in the ditch surrounded by the gang. But that was a wrong call, I heard them saying something mockingly in Bahasa mentioning the word “Police”. They continued…

I have to admit, I had not felt that vulnerable and hopeless ever before. The hits were coming. There was no one around who could help me, we were far from any buildings, there was no car passing by….

Then it just came out of my mouth “In Jesus Name” and then again “In Jesus Name”…

What followed after that is hard to describe and explain. As strange as it sounds, in a split second they all stopped at once, it was back to the silence. They even did not talk to each other. Sudden and strange to explain the silence. Honestly, if I had an opportunity, I would like to ask them what really happened in their eyes. What was it, that caused the sudden shift?

I sat down, I saw all of them standing around me, still silently. I had this amazing peace inside me – if you have ever experienced anything similar, you know what I mean. This supernatural “peace that surpasses all understanding”. I registered that I had no pain, though I was bleeding.  There were 3 guys next to my right leg, they tried to pull out what was in my pocket. I said “take my phone”, they took it by pulling it together with the pocket of my shorts, got on the bikes and left…. yes, just like that.

I got up, and walked back home, on the way I checked my body for any damages. Then suddenly I realised that half of my middle finger was missing. I looked closer and saw it was completely dislocated, it popped out of the joint. I tried straightening it up, but I could not. It was stiffly locked, it looked as if the bone came out of the socket. I wanted to straighten it before the muscles stiffen up. It looked like I might have to go through a surgery. I wanted to avoid it, so I tried again, it did not move. Then I exercised my faith, again I said, “In Jesus name be healed” and the finger got straightened up. I was so excited that I started moving it quickly, and it popped out again. I said again “In Jesus name”, it worked again. I put two of my hands together to support it and continued walking back. The supernatural peace continued. I thought it might be just the shock effect, but it stayed with me.

I went to the hospital with my wife, they prepared for me 2 jabs: “I asked what is it?”, they said “Tetanus and painkiller”, I choose not to take the painkiller as I had no pain. They checked my blood pressure: it showed 96 by 61, I smiled. My wife looked surprised, I should have my blood rushing with all the adrenaline. It looked she had a higher blood pressure than me.

They asked me to do an X-Ray to check if my finger is broken. It was the funniest X-Ray I have ever taken. When the staff nurse asked me to close all my fingers but the middle one. I smiled and told him not to take it personally. He smiled. No single bone was broken, just a couple of bruises and 3 stitches.

At home, I checked www.maps.google.com/locationhistory it shows the full history of your latest locations where you carried your mobile. I wanted to see if it still tracks. When I visited the page, this image came out. I smiled and took a print screen.

When I reflected back, I suddenly remembered teaching from the day before. Pastor shared with us two personal testimonies of how calling on the name of Jesus in the moment of a crisis saved his life and life of his wife.

Romans 10:13 “Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”

I do not know about you, but I have to admit that throughout my faith journey, sometimes when I read verses in the Bible, I did not take them literally and personally, but instead I just read them as a story. I was not aware of the awesome promises that God has for us. This experience made the verses and the promises of the living Word of God alive. There is Power in the Name of Jesus. Praise God, all glory goes to Jesus.

A couple of weeks later I went to a service, there was a pastor lady that I have seen for the very first time, she did not know anything about my situation, my wounds were healed. At some point of the service she moved in the prophetic gift (1 Corinthians 14), I went forward. She released a really great prophecy, and then at the end, she said something along the lines “The Holy angel is touching you, he is touching your left hand, he is touching your middle finger and healing it right now.”.

Right after that my finger become perfect, no pains, no dislocation, all perfect. And this is the first and only time I saw this lady. Tell me do not we have an amazing God? :).

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  1. Roger Salam
    March 27, 2017

    Marcin, this is a remarkable almost fiction-like story, but as they say, truth is stranger than fiction. Your faith is stronger than any evel. You’re a force for for good. You’ve been spared for a greater purpose. May your journey continue and all that come into your path be inspired by your example and lead a purpose-driven life. I’m glad that our paths crossed. With friendship and gratitude, Roger Salam

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