Renungan Harian - House Of Peace

Moody Abraham

Psalms 40:5
Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works, which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward.….if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

I was born in a small village in India to Abraham K. Abraham and Aleyamma Abraham. My father named me Moody, hoping that someday I will be an evangelist like D.L Moody. Even though my father was a schoolteacher, he spent most of his time preaching to the people about the love and saving grace of Jesus Christ. My parents taught me about the love of Jesus Christ and the importance of living a life that is pleasing to Him. I knew the love of Jesus Christ and accepted him into my life when I was nine years of age. Ever since I made that decision, the devil was after me. He has tried to destroy me several times.

One day, it was a very hot summer afternoon; my parents told one of our workers to clean our open- well. The well was about thirty feet deep. The worker was emptying water, tying a bucket on the end of a long rope. He was pulling the water for a long time and because of a good spring under the well, he was not getting anywhere. I told him to tie another bucket on the other end of the rope and I will climb into the well, you pull one bucket up and I will fill the other with water. He thought that would be a good idea. I climbed into the well after talking to my father about the idea. While I was filling one bucket, somehow, the other bucket got stuck on the pulley on top. The movement of the rope made the bucket to fall on to my head. I didn’t feel the pain because of the shock. I thought everything was spinning around me. My dad climbed down on a ladder and took me out from the well. The doctor told my dad after the surgery that it does not look very good. If he makes it through a week, he will be fine. Every night my dad knelt by my hospital bed and prayed for me. After a week, Dr. Benjamin, the surgeon came to my room. He had a smile on his face. He told my dad that I would be fine. God saved me from that terrible accident.
Two years later, I got sick. I had boils all over my body, from head to toe. I was in pain I couldn’t lay down on the bed, I couldn’t bend any of my joints, I couldn’t hold anything with my fingers. My dad was in a Seminary in North India. My aunt took me to different local doctors. They gave me medicines to drink and to apply to my skin. Taking a shower was almost impossible. When I took a shower, blood started to come out of the boils. I knew how Job felt. My aunt took me to a hospital. The doctor said I have nephritis- infection of the kidneys. The doctors, husband and wife, were relatives of ours. They were kind to me. They tried everything to make me feel better. Nothing worked. I knew the end was near. My aunt, Sara, put my head on her lap and prayed and I felt the teardrops falling on me. She knew she was about to lose her nephew. I was getting weak. Someone suggested to my aunt to take me to a bigger hospital. I told her, “I don’t want to go to another hospital. I just want to go home and die peacefully in my own bed.” I didn’t have a choice. My loved ones took me to a modern hospital with all the latest medical equipment and doctors whom are trained in western hospitals. I spent almost a month in that hospital, nothing happened. While I was in the hospital, my father was studying in a Bible Seminary. He had a dream one night. He saw that I was really sick and I was saying, ‘I want to see my father before I die.’ The next morning, he left his Seminary to see me. When he came, I was really sick. He talked to the specialists. They said I would need new kidneys. My kidneys were damaged because of the infection. There was only one hospital in South India that did kidney transplant at that time. It was too far and we couldn’t afford the expensive surgery. My dad took me home and he, along with my mother and a few believers, started praying for me. God completely healed me. The devil failed to get me. Our family moved to the U.S.
God saved me several times from bad accidents. One time I was driving from Washington DC to Oklahoma with another family. It was around 2:00 A.M. We were all very tired. I went to sleep while I was driving. When I woke up, my car was already in the shoulder. I looked to the right there was a deep ditch. In a second, I would have been in the ditch along with the others. God was there to help me. I went to Ohiopyle, Pennsylvania to do rafting, in Youghiogheny river. The river runs through the mountains of Western Pennsylvania. We had fun in the rubber raft going over strong rapids all morning. Late in the afternoon, after lunch, we all decided to swim in the river. I can swim, but I am not an expert swimmer. Somehow, I got into a whirlpool. Next thing I knew, I was going around and around deep inside the river. I tried everything to come out. I knew I was trying in vain to come out. God saved me from there. God gave me an idea. Instead of trying to go up, I went down to the bottom and crawled a few feet away from the whirlpool. Once I was away from the whirlpool, I got out in no time. The devil failed again.
When my wife Lali was pregnant with our second child, she complained about pain in the backside of her stomach. I took her to the hospital. They ran some tests and couldn’t find anything. It was late in the afternoon. They took her into the operating room. Around 9:00 P.M., one of the doctors, Dr. Indu Mital came out of the surgery room. She said, “I have bad news for you. Your wife has acute pancreatitis, infection of the pancreas. She is going to die either tonight or in the next few days.” (My wife was only six months pregnant then God, through the Holy Spirit helped me in that terrible time and gave me the strength to make right decisions. I felt the comforting presence of Jesus Christ that might. Just because I insisted, they put my baby in the incubator. He was a tiny little human form. He weighed close to 1 kg. He was only big enough to fit in the palm of a hand. They kept my wife in the intensive care unit, on a life support system in one floor of St. Joseph’s Mercy Hospital in Pontiac, Michigan and my son in another floor in an incubator. There were IV stands, monitors, tubes, wires and respirators scattered throughout the room. My wife lay unconscious for days.
Dr. Khan and her team worked very hard on my son in the pediatric ICU. I believed God sent Dr. Khan and Dr. Tyagi to help us. My son, Shawn, (the name Shawn means gift from God) had all kinds of problems. My wife was unconscious for several days. One day, when I was holding her hand, she moved one of her fingers. That was the first lively sign I experienced after she went in for surgery. I asked her, “can you hear me?” She moved her finger again. I was very happy. They removed the respirator. She started to breathe by herself. The doctors were very optimistic. They said it looks like she is going to come out of this problem but she will be in a wheelchair. She will not be able to perform her everyday chores. The God I believe on, He is plenteous in mercy. He provided her strength to walk out of the hospital.
I experienced God’s love and healing when we went through sickness and sufferings. I believe that Jesus Christ died for our sins and sicknesses. Isaiah 53:5 says, “He was wounded for our transgressions, and was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.” The love and care we experience from others will only last for a short time, but God’s love is everlasting. From all these experiences I went through, I can tell you that God sometimes let us go through pain and sufferings to teach us His love and care towards us. When nobody is there to help you in your painful situations, God will be there to help you. The Bible says, “God sent his only begotten son,” Jesus Christ to save us. “He is our refuge and strength in our time of trouble.” When your friends and loved ones leave you and try to cause problems in your life, He will stay with you and comfort you. When the doctors cannot cure your sickness, He will heal you completely. When you face violent storms and difficulties, He can give you calmness and peace within you. When you say I cannot take it anymore, He is there to carry the weight for you. When people falsely accuse you, He will say I know your heart more that anyone else. When you say, I cannot trust anyone, He will be there as the greatest friend you can trust. “He will never leave you, nor forsake you.” Dear reader, would you give Jesus Christ a chance in your life? Would you ask him to come into your heart? He can take away all your problems and can give you peace and salvation. Just pray a simple prayer. “Jesus, please come into my life and forgive me from all my sins and I accept you as Lord of my life”.
When I went through all these problems, I did not know that God was preparing me to be a testimony for His glory in others lives. Whenever I get a chance I go to different churches and testify to them about the love of Jesus Christ and how He still heals people from terrible sicknesses when doctors cannot help us. God gave me opportunities to testify about His love and healing in Africa, United States, Asia, Middle East, and South America. I am not doing enough for what Jesus Christ has done for me. He saved me from eternal hell and saved me and my family from different sicknesses and problems. I just want to glorify the name of Jesus Christ for what He has done for me wherever and whenever I get a chance.