Stone In Pancreas Disappeared
"O my strength,
I will sing praises to you,
for you, O God,
are my fortress,
the God who shows
me steadfast love" ( Ps 59:17)
I am a non-Christian youth.
Three years of acute stomach pain took me to the hospital now and then.
A scan revealed a stone in the pancreas. Eight months of medication followed.
Endoscopy was necessary; even surgery would be in vain-was the doctors’
verdict. Two months more of treatment did not improve matters. I was jobless
and belonged to a very poor family. Each day Rs 25/ had to be spent on
medicine. I now switched to Ayurvedic and the Homeo treatment. It was at
this time that I went to Potta Ashram. Feeling better, I decided to attend
the services on 7 Saturdays. I was healed of a number of complaints but
after two months I became worse. I found it was impossible to eat or sleep.
Digestive problems increased. Stopping the intake of medicines was stupid,
my family advised. I too realised it and resumed the treatment along with
my firm belief in Jesus Christ. Further hospitalisation only led to worsening
of my health. Even a tablet could not be digested. The pancreas were so
badly damaged. The pain in the stomach was so bad, I used to become unconscious.
The next time the pain occurred, immediate operation was necessary, said
the doctor. The expense would be Rs 50,000. I returned home in despair,
with only one thought-to go to Divine for a retreat. On Sept 30, 1995,
I landed there. My first impression was anything but pleasant but I soon
got into a prayerful mood. The pain left me completely. But then the pain
recurred the next day. I shared the story of my plight with Varghese, the
person seated next to me. That good man told me to praise God with greater
fervour. I did so but nothing happened. That night when all had gone for
supper, I went to the dormitory and began weeping bitterly. Never before
had I wept so profusely and cried out: "My God, you must not test me further.
If my pain becomes worse here, I’ll lose my faith. So do not forsake me..."
When all had gone to sleep I lay in bed thinking only of Jesus. Suddenly
I felt my stomach burst and something fell on the ground. In fear I felt
all over my abdomen. It was intact. Then I remembered someone saying that
healing comes with some external sign or another. Now I was fully convinced.
Jesus had healed me. Never after did I get the pain.
I went to the doctor after
a month. He found me in better health and stopped prescribing medicines.
No need of any operation, he said. Still 8 months later, a check-up showed
there was no stone in the pancreas. Not even any swelling. Unable to believe
his eyes, he asked another doctor to do the scanning again. ‘Pancreas normal’
was the verdict.
When I lay down for the scanning
I kept Jesus in mind. I saw his figure near my pancreas. A thousand thanks
to him who astounded the doctors by healing me miraculously. For years
I had been jobless but now I am working in a private company as a clerk.
Santhosh C
A,
Chittaparambil
Workers Nagar,
Trichur