“Consider your calling, brothers”
1 Corinthians 1:26 

This Scripture verse is always a way for me to remember who I was before Christ found me. His word truly made me realize who I am now.

The most challenging event in my life took place in October 2006 when an illness ended my normal life. I was just sixteen back then – a simple teenager living a simple life, studying well and exploring new things. I was just making the most of each day that awaits me. I wanted to always be productive and do extraordinary things. I had that kind of spirit who would always love to jump around, run from one place to another and dance as much I could. Yes, I love dancing. But the day came when I couldn’t even move my legs.

I was diagnosed with Pott’s disease. That illness caused me not to be able to walk for a long time. Half of my body was paralyzed, unable to feel anything. For me, that was the end. I started to hate my life and even other people. I also didn’t like seeing my parents suffer because of my condition. I was so ashamed of what happened to me, to the point that all I wanted to do was stay in bed. I felt hopeless. I wanted to end my life. “I’m only sixteen, how could this happen to me?” I questioned Him.

Then one day, I met this beautiful nurse who was like an angel in human form. She gave her time to take care of me. Like my parents, she would always spend her time massaging my feet. I even remember that she would often talk about hope and faith and what God says about my illness. She also took the time to pray for me day and night. She even wrote me a letter with a Scripture verse before we finally parted ways.   I may not know where she is, and she might be gone from my life but she left something in me.

One day, I woke up accepting the reality of what happened to me. I started to accepting my situation as God’s will for me. Then, God did something. He called me to stand up and walk again! December 31st of the same year, when my family and friends were celebrating New Year’s Eve, something happened to me. There was this still small voice that whispered to me and commanded me to stand. Without having any second thoughts, I obeyed. I held onto a  chair to help me balance myself as I tried to stand and feel the floor. Little by little, I was making the steps on the way to a great miracle. Using the strength of my upper body, I pulled myself up and stood on the ground. I stepped forward and made a few steps. After that, I had hope again. My faith was renewed. I knew that was a new start.

Two years later, I joined my aunts for a vacation. Little did I know that a new chapter of my life was about to unfold. My relatives invited me to attend a Sunday service in a Christian church. That worship service was totally different from what I usually attend to. At that time, I really felt the complete joy and presence of God –to the point that my spirit made me jumping and dancing again! Yes, you heard it right; I was dancing and jumping again – because I was totally healed!

Several months passed by until the day came when I accepted Jesus as my personal Lord and Saviour. I surrendered my life to Him. I decided to forget about my past and begin again. On that very moment, God allowed me to recall my past life. He showed me the moments where I was totally depressed and hopeless because of my illness. He showed me that he was there all along. The still small voice that whispered and told me to stand was His. The strength that caused me to stand and walked was also His. He is really an amazing God!

Now here I am, continually walking with God, not just by foot but by spirit. His finished work made me see that He is faithful and His love for us is unconditional. Every day of my life is a reminder of God’s story. Jesus was there. He is here now and forever!

All praises and honour to our Lord Jesus. I thank him for this chance to live again. He is true to His word when He said,

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”
Jeremiah 29:11