is Nick. I was born in Australia, and I love life. I love freaking people out sometimes

when they see me. Especially children. They come up and are like, what happened? And I

say cigarettes. So then they don’t smoke, right? And I love freaking adults out as well.

One day I was in the car, we’re at the traffic lights, and this car comes up next to us.

And this girl’s looking at me. And I’m looking at her. She’s looking at me, I’m

looking at her. Now this is before I’m married, OK? Now, all she sees is my head. So just

imagine all you see is my head. I just did this. And she must have thought I did a three

hundred and sixty degree spin with my head, because she was like aaaaaah! Very good.

So, there is no medical reason why I was born this way. My brother and sister have arms

and legs. My son has arms and legs. So there’s no medical explanation. And there are many

things in life where things happen that don’t make sense. My parents were Christians, they

still are Christians. And they always told me God had a plan for my life. But I couldn’t

see it. If God is the god of love, why is there pain in the world? That’s what I didn’t

understand. As a child, I saw everyone with arms and legs.

And I prayed for arms and legs. And arms and legs didn’t come. Now, I was questioning,

if God loved me, why did he let me born this way? My parents didn’t know. My doctors

didn’t know. No one knew. I was angry at God. You made me this way!

I know that I’m a sinner, but where are You? How can You say You love me? I need You.

If You give me arms and legs, then I will serve You for the rest of my days. If You

don’t give me arms and legs, please answer me. Why? Why was I born this way?

I was age 8, and I didn’t hear from God. And I was depressed. And at age 10, I tried

to commit suicide. In fifteen centimeters of water, I tried to kill myself. There was

only one thing that stopped me. Was the imagination and the picture of seeing my mum and my dad

and my brother crying at my grave, wishing they could have done something more.

I didn’t want to leave them with that pain, so I decided to stay. I turned my back on

the lies. And that’s when I realized—God is not the giver of pain. It’s not because

of Him that I have this. But what the enemy tried to use for bad, God can turn into great.

I wanted arms and legs so bad, why? I wanted happiness! Well, so many people with arms

and legs are still not happy. But God gives you what you’re looking for. Not arms and

legs. Not money. Not fame. Not pleasure. All these things that the world can ever give

you. Recognition in gangs. You could be the coolest person. Surrounded by friends. And

still feel very alone. Why? Cause there’s no greater purpose on this planet than to

know God. People are looking for purpose. There is no one better to tell you your purpose

than the one who made you. In 2008, I went to India, and I went to go

speak to 600 sex slaves. Forced into prostitution. Sometimes sold by their parents. We went to

four houses, preaching the gospel. And the fourth house we came into, there was a woman

on the floor—old. About 100 years old. She was weak, and she was sitting on the ground;

I asked my friend to put me next to her. I saw on her wall the wall of Gods. And through

a translator, started talking to her about Jesus Christ. And then, a woman walks in.

She says, who are you? What are you talking about? I said, my name is Nick Vujicic, and

I’m talking about Jesus. She said, stop talking. Show me your god is real. Make my

sister walk. I said, what? She said this woman is my sister, and she hasn’t walked for

four years. So, what did I do? I said, OK God. It’s

really on you. I’ll do the praying, but you’ve gotta do this. Did I know that God

would heal her? No. I’m praying for her. Can I walk. And I said, get up and walk. In

Jesus’ name. She could not walk. Two of my friends lifted her up, just trying to stretch

her legs. She couldn’t do it. Her face was full of pain. She tried, but she just couldn’t.

She went from one end of the house to the other, and came back and sat on a chair. And

I looked at the sister, and she’s still angry. She knew that wasn’t a miracle. So

I said, no God. I want to pray. I want to pray more.

So we prayed for 30 seconds. And she was so weak, her face was like this. And 30 seconds

later, her face went to this. I’m ready! And I said what? She said, I’m ready. I

said no no no no. We need to pray a little bit more.

So guess what happened? We prayed a little bit more, and then I said OK, get up and walk

in Jesus’ name. She got up all by herself. And she’s like woah. And I’m like woah.

And her sister’s like woah. She starts walking! For the first time in four years. She starts

walking faster. And faster. And then she started jumping up and down, and I’m like woah!

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Her sister went straight to the wall of Gods,

and said thank you thank you thank you thank you. And I said, woah woah woah woah woah

woah. You know, I did it kindly, I said woah woah woah woah woah woah woah. Good good good.

And I said how long have you been praying to your gods for? Four years? She said yeah.

That wasn’t your god. Or any of your gods. That was Jesus. And he loves you. Now that’s

not the miracle. The miracle is this: we get back to the hotel, and the friend who took

me there sat me down and said, I need to tell you something. He said you don’t know who

that woman was. I said what do you mean? Who was she? He said that woman was the woman

who started that block of 150 brothel houses 45 years ago. She was the boss of that section

of the red light district. She was the one who made a living out of destroying women’s

lives. Thousands and thousands of girls lives destroyed. Evil. Evil. But God

still loved her. And gave her still a door of grace open. For as long as you are breathing

that is your door of grace. And when you hear Him calling you, don’t harden your hearts.

And if I believe He died for me, then when I take my last breath on Earth, I’m not

dead. I go home, and I can’t wait to go home. Why? Man, it’s going to be good. No

more death. No more funerals. No more evil. No more gossip. Heaven. I’m going to see

the glory of God. The first hand that I hold is the hand of my savior. And I love my life

today. And I know where I’m going. And my wife knows that if I die tonight, she’s

going to see me up there. I don’t know if I’m going to die tonight. I may die of a

car crash, or a plane crash, or I’m maybe going to die of a heart attack. No one knows.

I might die of cancer, I might die of old age. I am OK to die.

And I thank God that he doesn’t do all the healings that we ask. Because if God healed

everything, then we would never go home! I want to go home! I want to go home! I want

to live forever. Hallelujah! That is my home. I am a child of God. I’m an ambassador of

the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. Angels are with me. Not even the devil himself can

get me. I have no fear! Because God is with me. In the bible, 365 times it says fear not.

One fear not for every day. Hallelujah. What happens in a leap year? When you have one

extra day, right? Hallelujah. God’s grace is going to cover you. You have faith. Faith.

Not fear. Am I still afraid sometimes? Yeah. But I ask God to help me. And he does. I ask

God to be with me. And he’s with me. I’ve seen miracles, and what I love about the family

of God is to not divide. There are more things that unite us than divide us. And for the

plan that God has for Thailand, we’re going to need every single church to get engaged.

God has a mighty plan for Thailand. May God continue to give the pastors and leaders humility.

And strength. And faith. Forgiving each other. Moving forward. To see the perfect will of

the Father happen in Thailand. Hallelujah. And my prayer is this: that in the following

years, that I keep on coming back and encourage you all. God bless you.