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My mother was born Hindu and converted to Christianity 10 years ago. She has always been quite fearful of illness in general, often worrying excessively, even for minor ailments. She also has diabetes, requiring her to undergo a blood test every three months.

A couple of months ago, my mother had her routine blood test and received a call from her General Practitioner (GP) requesting an appointment to discuss the results. As usual, she went to the doctor’s office after work. The GP delivered the unsettling news that abnormal cells were found in her blood test, indicating a potential issue with her bone marrow, likely blood cancer. Interestingly, her GP, who is Hindu, had a Hindu statue on the desk and pointed to it, saying, “I’m not sure who you pray to, but pray.” The GP advised more tests, told her the results would take about a week to arrive.

My mother broke down in tears; she was truly terrified. She called us and we rushed from work to her side. The next day we accompanied her to the follow-up blood test, and we prayed earnestly. We reached out to our family and church members, asking for their prayers as well. My mother fervently prayed, asking God not to let her down in front of the deities she had left behind. There were many tears shed and countless prayers offered during this difficult time.

My mother managed to return to work for a day or two, but her colleagues soon learned of her situation. After two or three agonizing days, the results finally arrived. Strangely, that day happened to be the GP’s day off, but doctor came to work just for mum to check the results. This doctor had diagnosed someone with a similar case in the past, and that person had indeed had cancer but was successfully undergoing treatment for nearly 10 years. This news further frightened my mother.

When we returned to receive the results, the doctor informed us that the abnormal cells were no longer present. Even the ones they had found previously had disappeared. My mother was overwhelmed with joy and exclaimed to the doctor, “My Jesus did not forsake me.”

After this ordeal, my mother felt an immense sense of relief and returned to her regular routine. Her co-workers at her workplace began inquiring about what had happened to her. Although my mother had often shared her Christian beliefs with them, many had not paid much attention. However, one particular person said to her, “You always talk about Jesus, but I never really believed until now. I believe in your Jesus.” My mother was overjoyed that through her testimony, Jesus had touched someone’s heart.

We are eternally grateful for the kindness we received during this challenging time and for God’s unwavering faithfulness to us.

Proverbs 3:5-6 NIV says, “Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.”

By Mallika

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