Rev. Dr Paul Jinadu
Who was converted during the Hebrides revival
A phone call changed all that. A phone call to say that my parents were ill, and that I must come immediately to Lewis. I came, concerned about them. They were soon better, and they were soon going to church with the others. It seemed that the whole conversation of the village revolved around what was happening in these meetings. I hated it. I didn't want to have anything to do with it. I felt inwardly disturbed when they started to talk about the meetings and started to talk about conversions. People who had been drunkards were now praying in the prayer meeting. I resisted, and I resented it because basically I was afraid.
The Bible says that the "The sinners in Zion are terrified; trembling grips the godless” (Isaiah 33:14). So, there I was--afraid of the supernatural, afraid that God would come to my life, that God would speak to me--because that was an area that was foreign to me; and I didn't want anything to do with the things of God. I hoped that maybe at the end of life I might be saved, but not now. I had too much on.
My parents were strict. One night they found me out. They said they weren't going to the meeting unless I went, too. I went into a rage. Now I want to give you a little insight into what was happening. The church was crowded. The atmosphere was indescribable. One sensed as one came in the drive towards the church a silence already falling upon the people. As they went into the church itself, they moved slowly into their pews, and they sat. Sometimes before the service began at all, the tears were flowing. For a person who was unconverted to be in such a situation was not a very comfortable thing.