A Trumpet of God's
Glory
Faith in God and prayer
were for me a big, great joke. Though I did believe in God, I had had no
God-experience whatsoever. To let me know his love, God afflicted me with
spondilytis. Despite a lot of treatment, I had no hope of a cure. In January
'94, persuaded by my companions, I went to Potta for a retreat. I was healed
and received the anointing of the Holy Spirit. But, unfortunately, I forgot
God's mercies and slipped back into my evil habits. The Lord visited me
again with an allergy-itching all over the body after a bath. After years
of suffering, I decided to pray humbly for God's mercy and promised to
proclaim his glory to all around by giving my testimony in Vachanolsavam.
Today I'm perfectly all right.
Biji George,
90, Nehru
Place,
New Delhi
-19