How We Found God: A True Story
In 1979, my very active and well-built grandpa had a paralytic attack. It rendered him lame. Medicine couldn’t help. Doctors concluded that he’d never walk in his lifetime… but then something supernatural happened, turning our lives upside down for good forever. Here is a true account of it.
This is a true story of how my father’s parents, who were orthodox Hindus since their ancestral times, came to know of the true God – Jesus.
In the mid-1970s, my paternal grandparents, who were both in their 50s, were living in Chitthandi Palayam, near Kunnathur, in Coimbatore district of Tamil Nadu, South India. They were farmers. They were orthodox Hindus, who devotedly worshipped idols and had framed photos of these all over their walls. They had three grown-up children – two daughters and one son (my dad).
In 1979, my grandad had a paralytic attack, that left his legs completely paralyzed. He was admitted to the hospital and was given medical treatment for 3 months at a private hospital. Nevertheless, the treatment didn’t help in any way. After realizing that there wasn’t any more hope of getting him up to walk again, the doctors asked my granny to take him home. They told her that he’ll never again walk in life.
My grandpa, who had been a very hard worker for all his life, had to remain in his bed all day long. His wife, my grandma, who wouldn’t take no for an answer, took him to the government hospital and got him treated there. Nevertheless, he couldn’t walk on his own. Thus, passed three more months. So, for six months altogether, he hadn’t walked at all, and as medicine had forsaken him, he had no hope of walking in the future.
But then, something dramatic and miraculous happened in his life (our lives).
One of their acquaintances brought a pastor to pray for him at the hospital. When the pastor came to my grandpa’s bed, my grandpa told him how he had had a paralytic attack that had left his legs paralyzed and that he hadn’t walked for the past 6 months nor hoped to do so for the rest of his life.
At this, the pastor prayed for him. He took a bottle of coconut oil, prayed over it, and gave it to my grandma. He asked her to apply it on my grandpa’s head and legs and kept saying,
“Victory in the blood of Jesus Christ”.
He also told her,
“On the third day from today, you will rise and walk on your own. Then, you will know that it is Jesus Christ who has done this miracle. You should then forsake idol worship and come to Jesus!”
My grandma applied the prayer oil on my grandpa and kept repeating,
“Victory in the blood of Jesus Christ”.
In the early morning of the third day, my grandpa had the urge to go to the bathroom. So, he got up and walked across the room on his own. Only then, did he come to his senses and remember that he had been bedridden and couldn’t walk for the past six months.
Instantly, he remembered the pastor’s words, “On the third day from today, you will rise and walk on your own. Then, you will know that it is Jesus Christ who has done this miracle!” He shouted aloud calling his wife. My grandma, who rushed to behold that miracle, instantly remembered the pastor’s words, “You should then forsake idol worship and come to Jesus!”.
The doctors who had treated him without any improvement exclaimed,
“This is nothing but the hand of God!”.
So, that very same day, they left the hospital in a horse carriage to the church from where the pastor had come. They thanked the pastor and accepted Jesus as their God.
That very day, when they went back home, my grandma took all the idols from the house and burnt those outside the house. Shortly, they took water baptism in the name of Jesus. Since then, Jesus has been the only God in our lives. God has been very good to our family.
My grandparents had a fulfilling, happy, and peaceful life. They were very healthy and lived into their early nineties. All of us are blessed because of that single decision my grandparents took – to follow Jesus all of their lives. We love JESUS! For, we didn’t go in search of Him; He came looking for us!
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