When my two eldest kids were still toddlers and we were living with my parents, my father said that whenever a person gets sick and recovered, his character changes...I said when a person is sick, it's either of this three: punishment for a sin, trial or negligence. whichever applies to you, keep quiet, meditate, and pray to God.
I consider my self religious ever since. I go to church, perform my duties and obligations to church, being a choir member, etc. until that time when my parents stopped me from doing that. They prioritized my studies first. It was a big mistake I know, but I have to follow them otherwise they will get angry at me. I was scared before whenever they got mad coz if something will happen to either of my parents, I was to be blamed by either of them, their brothers or sisters or my dad's mother. I am a person who always settle for peace. I don't want fight. Even if I have the right or even I think I'm right, I just keep quiet and let them do all the talking and let them win. It hurts me a bit or a lot, I cried or cried secretly. I pray and cry to my Lord God. Then go and do stuffs that will make me forget what happened like going to shops and do some window shopping.
I grow up sickly. Having colds most of the time. I suffered whooping cough when I was little. From then I could easily get colds especially when I ate cold things like ice cream. Then accompanied by fever. During my high school years whenever I had colds, my nose was blocked completely and very hard to breath. When I was in University, every morning I had colds.
However, since I've given birth, I seldom get sick until lately. Change of hormones as they say, I don't know. When you have your own family, many things will change to your personality. I really didn't care whether I get sick before, or when I will recover. The time when I became mother, even slight colds I was irritated. I want to be cured straight away.
When we came here in Australia, I really have no idea what would be our life. I was neither scared, reluctant nor hopeful. Nothing. I only wanted us to be together as a family. But starting a life in a foreign land is hard much more as a family with young kids. What happened was and still sometimes I feel we are all alone living or stranded in an island. However, that's when I feel we are very much closer to God.
One son suffered rashes all over his body except his face and kept on scratching coz twas very itchy. Another son suffered life threatening illness that we almost loss him. Another son had a serious warts on his foot. I had a relapsed after giving birth but they considered it here as post natal depression. We cried and fervently prayed to our Almighty God. We were all cured without the intervention of Medical people, except with the son with that life threatening illness. But miraculously he got out from the hospital in just short time, recovered in a short time and most, no part of his body or organs was affected coz with that kind of illness one or more part of your body or organ will be affected. It's all God's doing! That's why we as a family, my kids strongly believe that our Family Doctor is our loving God. They're growing up depending on HIM wherever they are, whatever they're doing or feeling, at all times.
By the way, I always love the story of Job. There are times, when you needed people during the times you're in distress, it hurts that the people whom you are expecting support are the people putting your hopes down.
In 2010, after encountering another obstacle in life that I wasn't able to handle properly, my health was put in jeopardy again. I've posted this in my Facebook, which was also my response to one of my best buddies' posting.
GOD'S LOVE AND MIRACLE
Good thing amiga uve opened this topic. Ive been wanting to tell evryone, anyone what ive been through but i couldnt find the right time...maybe now is the time...with all the different problems ive been encountering in this life i complained and most of the time i told myself that this wasnt the life ive dreamed of...remembering my good old memories back when i was still single...or hating my bad memories when i was still not married...having the life i want but i couldnt have coz of some mistakes done... that others were been put into blame even they dont deserved to be...most of my friends maybe just like u hav big or small problems all of us we do but if i would look back or see the present, i think i might have the biggest challenges in life including almost losing a child... a year ago, i got sick that my children were always disturbed and were always crying and thought they were losing me...even me i thought i will be leaving them but i cried so much to HIM coz i know i havent finished my race yet...even the doctors couldnt diagnosed me well that they've given me wrong medicines that worsened my condition ...i was already becoming helpless but still strong in faith...then i attended the worship service and the lesson was about prophet Isaiah telling King Hezekiah to get ready to die coz he will not recover from his illness. But King Hezekiah cried to God. God cured King Hezekiah and given him extension of life...after the service i was given hope although i became weaker and weaker...then few days later an "angel" (i knew and i believed) talked to me while i was alone in my room saying that God had heard me and that i needed to repent and accept and love the family i have...following day i was told to tell my husband not to massage me (my husband was massaging me everynite just like one manghihilot said) that nite coz God will heal me...that was in the middle of the winter and we had no heater in the room, but i sweat alot that ive changed clothes for a couple couple of times... i felt relieved, offered prayer of thanks and was able to sleep peacefully that nite...still weak days later coz i have to do what i was told to do...to love my family, my husband especially...it took me a little while before i was able to do it perfectly...i was still crying evryday coz i was in pain until i begged HIM again what should i do to ease my pain... then the "angel" talked to me again and said that God had heard all my prayers and not for me to worry coz my medicine will come soon...then when i went to the doctor at first he was a bit hesitant but he gave me a prescription and my husband and i believed that was the medicine God promised me...during my recovery the "angel" was always there encouraging me and told me that days will go on and i wouldnt notice that ive recovered already...with that experience in my life, actually an additional miracle in my life i offer an endless thanksgiving and praises to our GOD Almighty... lessons ive learned...to be thankful of what we hav...not to look back...stay focus today and not to worry tomorrow...to be humble...to love others even they dont want u...to forgive others...not to focus on the material things in this world...trust God and not on the knowledge u hav acquired or learned...PATIENCE and ENDURANCE...that sometimes He has to test us, our hearts, our faith and that we should ask and beg Him so we should not fail in that test...that God is giving miracles...let us not be hard headed...
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