My father put me in a sack, carried my body to Ithikkara river which flows by the side of our home, dumped the body in the river and returned back home.
This was the time when the Word of God, "When you go through waters, I will be with you. The river will not drown you." spoken by God to me had worked for me. We may think that what was told by God through the prophets then, that is, long back were written in accordance with the circumstance at that time or in response to the context of those days. But let me tell you that the words of God contained in the Bible are powerful enough to work effectively in the lives of people in all the areas of their lives, in all aspects, as long as the world exists, as long as human beings are there in this world. Let us glorify God because He has given this Bible to us. The word of God gives us life.
This was the thought which came into my mind when I regained consciousness. I lost consciousness again when I was still in the water. The pain in my lower stomach where the injury took place was so unbearable that I lost consciousness. But when I again opened my eyes, I was in a hospital bed.
A social worker who came to the river for taking bath happened to see the bundle which appeared to him as a dead body wrapped in sack cloth which had settled by the shore. When he tried to push it along the flow of the river, he heard a sound of movement. He brought his wife and they secretly put me in a vehicle and took me to the casualty ward of the hospital called Kollam Upasana and then they stood aside because they were afraid to record that they brought me there. The reason was that if they said in what condition they found me, then they will have to inform the police, will have to file a case and to face all those problems. They were not prepared to go through that trouble. So they did this much only and stood aside.
At this time when the doctors came, I was in such a critical stage that I could die at any moment. Immediate treatment was necessary. Otherwise, I will die. But they were afraid to take my case because they did not know who brought me. There was no indication of why? and what? There was no name in the charge sheet. They inquired from the hospital authorities what to do? The authorities directed them to inform the municipality and that they will be arranging for her burial in the grave yard and till then to put her somewhere on one side of the hospital.
Only after seeing and hearing all these things, the couple who brought me in the hospital returned back. But my God had kept a very great provision for me in that place. One doctor who had been serving the Lord was working among them for several years. He got the opportunity to go to a foreign land. He made all the preparations for going. His flight was at 4 O'clock and that evening he had kept a prayer meeting in his house. He had come there to invite those who worked with him. It was at that time that he saw this incident. When he came running and examined my pulse he felt that treatment has to be given to me. Holy Spirit intervened and spoke to the doctor, "She is a person who knows the Lord, you should give her treatment, I will be with you."
Though all the doctors and nurses objected to treating me, he alone all by himself took me to the ICU unit and gave oxygen through my nose. After some time my consciousness returned and I started to breath. When I was able to speak he asked me my whereabouts. When I told him the details he asked me whether I have any relatives who could be contacted. He said that one surgery has to be done to remove the uterus which was absolutely necessary as it has been completely infected with pus formation because the broken area was under water. He said that if I have any relative he will be contacting them. He also said that surgery will be performed free of cost. But I said, "I do not have anybody, if any of them would come and see me, they will create more trouble for me than before." When I said that, he was unable to take responsibility of me. Further he had to leave at 4 O' Clock.
He himself got permission from the other doctors that I may be allowed to lie in the hallway near the mortuary with the understanding that when I get well so that I could walk, I may be asked to leave the place. So they put my bed in the hallway and kept me there to treat me, to give me medicine for the removal of pus formation and to regain my health. When I was there, instead of pus reducing, it increased everyday. My body swelled day by day. Day and night I cried because of unbearable pain, and I was laying there losing my sleep. I was almost nearing to death. Ten days I laid there. I was becoming a great burden for the doctors and nurses. Nobody was coming to see me and they have concluded that I am sure to die. They have already handed me over to die.
But on the tenth day, my mother came to know from the couple who brought me in the hospital that I was buried in a common burial ground somewhere in the hospital. Knowing this, she came to recite "Yassin" which is recited on the 10th day for the spirits of dead persons. When she inquired in the hospital where this ground is, they told her that I am alive and was lying there. She came and when she saw me, she hugged me, kissed me and wept, Then she said, "daughter, I desire to take you home, but I am afraid of your father who believes that you are dead. I wish that you will recover. If you recover and if you are alive, we will meet again, saying this she left. I cried and screamed that she should take me home but she never even looked back.
Then I asked God, "Lord, why have you to keep me in this condition that even the woman who gave birth to me, my own mother, my Umma has to reject me? Why don't you take my life, Lord? Why have you retained life in this infected, swollen body? How could I do your work? While asking like this and crying bitterly I heard a sound like the humming noise emanating from a beehive. I was lying on the floor. As I was unable to lay on the bed, the doctors put a bed sheet on the floor, laid me there and covered my body with a sheet as they cover a dead body.
Then I realized that my condition was similar to what had happened to Lazarus who had died and after four days, Lord said, "Lazarus come forth" and he received life, he got strength, his body which had started to rot was completely restored. As the Bible says that he came out alive and well. And it happened to my body exactly.
When I was jumping with joy, Holy Spirit prompted a thought into my heart that when a lame person who was lame from birth was brought to Jesus, people asked, why he is lame, is it because of the sins of his parents? But Jesus replied that it is for the glory of God." Thinking that I should work that the Glory of God is revealed there at that moment, I ran and went to the terrace of the third floor of the building. I stood there and called all the people. I told them my address, the route to go to my home, my father's name, my name, how God called me and how He led me all these days. Then I declared that Jesus is alive and that He makes us alive. If they believe in Him, His eternal life will be given to them. I spoke all these things. Hearing that testimony made a great impression on the people and they were very much excited because even up to that last moment and also in the previous night they had heard my screams. Last night also doctors had come inquiring, Has she died? Has she died? Thinking, what happened now, they came running, took me downstairs, ran all the tests on me and said, "According to medical science this never happens. Had never happened. We are unable not to believe that this is because of the work of Jesus about whom you speak."
They all believed in Jesus because the doctor who was working among them had been telling them that Jesus is alive, Jesus is alive for many years, but they mocked at him and did not believe on his words. I believe that to enable them to have a first-hand experience, a proof of the living Jesus' miracle-working power, that God had taken me there. Otherwise, God could have delivered me like this when that man made me escape out of that river.
This was the time when the Word of God, "When you go through waters, I will be with you. The river will not drown you." spoken by God to me had worked for me. We may think that what was told by God through the prophets then, that is, long back were written in accordance with the circumstance at that time or in response to the context of those days. But let me tell you that the words of God contained in the Bible are powerful enough to work effectively in the lives of people in all the areas of their lives, in all aspects, as long as the world exists, as long as human beings are there in this world. Let us glorify God because He has given this Bible to us. The word of God gives us life.
This was the thought which came into my mind when I regained consciousness. I lost consciousness again when I was still in the water. The pain in my lower stomach where the injury took place was so unbearable that I lost consciousness. But when I again opened my eyes, I was in a hospital bed.
A social worker who came to the river for taking bath happened to see the bundle which appeared to him as a dead body wrapped in sack cloth which had settled by the shore. When he tried to push it along the flow of the river, he heard a sound of movement. He brought his wife and they secretly put me in a vehicle and took me to the casualty ward of the hospital called Kollam Upasana and then they stood aside because they were afraid to record that they brought me there. The reason was that if they said in what condition they found me, then they will have to inform the police, will have to file a case and to face all those problems. They were not prepared to go through that trouble. So they did this much only and stood aside.
At this time when the doctors came, I was in such a critical stage that I could die at any moment. Immediate treatment was necessary. Otherwise, I will die. But they were afraid to take my case because they did not know who brought me. There was no indication of why? and what? There was no name in the charge sheet. They inquired from the hospital authorities what to do? The authorities directed them to inform the municipality and that they will be arranging for her burial in the grave yard and till then to put her somewhere on one side of the hospital.
Only after seeing and hearing all these things, the couple who brought me in the hospital returned back. But my God had kept a very great provision for me in that place. One doctor who had been serving the Lord was working among them for several years. He got the opportunity to go to a foreign land. He made all the preparations for going. His flight was at 4 O'clock and that evening he had kept a prayer meeting in his house. He had come there to invite those who worked with him. It was at that time that he saw this incident. When he came running and examined my pulse he felt that treatment has to be given to me. Holy Spirit intervened and spoke to the doctor, "She is a person who knows the Lord, you should give her treatment, I will be with you."
Though all the doctors and nurses objected to treating me, he alone all by himself took me to the ICU unit and gave oxygen through my nose. After some time my consciousness returned and I started to breath. When I was able to speak he asked me my whereabouts. When I told him the details he asked me whether I have any relatives who could be contacted. He said that one surgery has to be done to remove the uterus which was absolutely necessary as it has been completely infected with pus formation because the broken area was under water. He said that if I have any relative he will be contacting them. He also said that surgery will be performed free of cost. But I said, "I do not have anybody, if any of them would come and see me, they will create more trouble for me than before." When I said that, he was unable to take responsibility of me. Further he had to leave at 4 O' Clock.
He himself got permission from the other doctors that I may be allowed to lie in the hallway near the mortuary with the understanding that when I get well so that I could walk, I may be asked to leave the place. So they put my bed in the hallway and kept me there to treat me, to give me medicine for the removal of pus formation and to regain my health. When I was there, instead of pus reducing, it increased everyday. My body swelled day by day. Day and night I cried because of unbearable pain, and I was laying there losing my sleep. I was almost nearing to death. Ten days I laid there. I was becoming a great burden for the doctors and nurses. Nobody was coming to see me and they have concluded that I am sure to die. They have already handed me over to die.
But on the tenth day, my mother came to know from the couple who brought me in the hospital that I was buried in a common burial ground somewhere in the hospital. Knowing this, she came to recite "Yassin" which is recited on the 10th day for the spirits of dead persons. When she inquired in the hospital where this ground is, they told her that I am alive and was lying there. She came and when she saw me, she hugged me, kissed me and wept, Then she said, "daughter, I desire to take you home, but I am afraid of your father who believes that you are dead. I wish that you will recover. If you recover and if you are alive, we will meet again, saying this she left. I cried and screamed that she should take me home but she never even looked back.
Then I asked God, "Lord, why have you to keep me in this condition that even the woman who gave birth to me, my own mother, my Umma has to reject me? Why don't you take my life, Lord? Why have you retained life in this infected, swollen body? How could I do your work? While asking like this and crying bitterly I heard a sound like the humming noise emanating from a beehive. I was lying on the floor. As I was unable to lay on the bed, the doctors put a bed sheet on the floor, laid me there and covered my body with a sheet as they cover a dead body.
Then I realized that my condition was similar to what had happened to Lazarus who had died and after four days, Lord said, "Lazarus come forth" and he received life, he got strength, his body which had started to rot was completely restored. As the Bible says that he came out alive and well. And it happened to my body exactly.
When I was jumping with joy, Holy Spirit prompted a thought into my heart that when a lame person who was lame from birth was brought to Jesus, people asked, why he is lame, is it because of the sins of his parents? But Jesus replied that it is for the glory of God." Thinking that I should work that the Glory of God is revealed there at that moment, I ran and went to the terrace of the third floor of the building. I stood there and called all the people. I told them my address, the route to go to my home, my father's name, my name, how God called me and how He led me all these days. Then I declared that Jesus is alive and that He makes us alive. If they believe in Him, His eternal life will be given to them. I spoke all these things. Hearing that testimony made a great impression on the people and they were very much excited because even up to that last moment and also in the previous night they had heard my screams. Last night also doctors had come inquiring, Has she died? Has she died? Thinking, what happened now, they came running, took me downstairs, ran all the tests on me and said, "According to medical science this never happens. Had never happened. We are unable not to believe that this is because of the work of Jesus about whom you speak."
They all believed in Jesus because the doctor who was working among them had been telling them that Jesus is alive, Jesus is alive for many years, but they mocked at him and did not believe on his words. I believe that to enable them to have a first-hand experience, a proof of the living Jesus' miracle-working power, that God had taken me there. Otherwise, God could have delivered me like this when that man made me escape out of that river.
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