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A Martyr – Hate crime starts with hate speech This happened in Feb 2019. #AllLivesMatter #Chri

This incident is shared by Persecution Relief . Here is their link http://persecutionrelief.org/

Anant and Sukbati had been married for fourteen years, had four daughters and a son. They believed in Christ through faith and personal chioce.

One day, when his wife, Sukbati and their daughters had gone to visit a relative in a nearby village, terror struck their home.

Purno, Anant’s Ram’s son, recalls that night when he woke up to a loud knock on the door. Purno and his father were alone at their home. His father opened the door, wondering who it could be at that hour. They saw three men who looked very fierce. They called Anant to come out and then grabbed him by his neck and pulled him out.

Purno, the son, said, “I was terrified when I saw my father caught by his neck and pulled out. Then to Purno’s horror, he saw them tie his hands to his back to a pole nearby. Purno says, “I want to do something, but was scared. I followed my father, but they pushed me away. I then ran away to my Uncle’s house not knowing what was going to happen. I had a horrible fear that my father would be killed.”

The next morning, February 11, 2019, Nabarangapur District, Odisha was shocked to hear the gruesome murder of Brother. Anant Ram Gand for his faith in Jesus Christ by the Hindu extremists. His beheaded body and mortal remains were found on a narrow road in full public view.

Later Purno and his family got to know the gruesome truth: The perpetrators of this heinous crime first shot Brother Anant Ram in the head then crushed his head with a large stone, and then decapitated him. His body was thrown on the road. When his wife, Sukbati returned to their village and was informed of the terrible crime, she was in a shock. She said, “Seeing him this way was horrible – my husband was beheaded with a crushed head. I was in shock. He was just lying there, gone to heaven like he had sensed would happen.”

This event drew Anant Ram and his family closer to God in their sorrow. Pastor Chandan recalls that on most days, Anant Ram fasted and prayed”.

The hatred of the villagers to Sukbati and her family increased because they were Christians. Living in the village became a nightmare. First, they were still grieving from losing Anant, and found no comfort from anyone. Then, they had to deal with the villagers who were extremely hostile towards Sukbati, and the family, depriving them of basic amenities. Water from the public well was denied them. They were taunted about their new-found faith in Christ, in public. In spite of the incredible pressure and intimidation of physical harm this lone Christian family faced at the hands of the villagers, it only fanned their faith to burn brighter for Jesus Christ.

In the village, false stories were circulated that Anant Ram was a police informer against the Naxalites.

Sukbati and four daughters and a son will have to continue their lives without their beloved husband and father. It’s difficult for Sukbati to continue her story. Sukbati sees it as a sacrifice for Christ, but not once did she have to face this alone. “Despite everything, God has put comfort, peace and great grace in my heart.” About her husband, Sukbati doesn’t worry. She knows he is in the place of the One he loved most. Sukbati said that she was fearful about their future and terrified what the religious fanatics might do to her and her five children.  She has comfort that he is in Heaven, and the most beautiful place to be!

She says, “I am sure I will not forsake Jesus Christ, my Saviour and Lord. Please remember us in your prayers so that we stand strong in faith and all our daily needs are met.”

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