Reconnecting....with my God.

by Anita
(India)

This happened about 10 years back. It was a very sad and desperate time in my life. My young niece was very sick, afflicted by SLE(lupus).

For the family to comprehend the fact that this very young beautiful girl, so full of life, was in the grip of a disease so mean that she had very few chances of survival, was almost impossible.

Her parents were in denial.

I will never in my life forget the day the doctor in the hospital called me and told me to call the other family members as she might not survive the next 48 hours. The infection had spread to her brain.Her eyes had started popping out right in front of me.

I had to be strong. I could not give up. I could not let this young woman who wanted so much to live, know she had maybe only 48 hours.

I rushed to Delhi to drop my children off and to bring my sisters with me to Chandigarh. Sheena, my niece, wouldn't let me go because she thought I was leaving her to go home.

I promised to be back in the morning.

I had given up praying to God long ago since the religion as practiced did not make sense to me. That one night I was frantic and throughout my car journey I prayed to all Gods. All I could do was pray and cry and ask God to spare this young life.

I reached Delhi in the morning and my nephew took me to the Sai Baba Temple where I sat and prayed and made all kinds of promises to God.
We left for Chandigarh the same day, my two sisters accompanying me. We hardly spoke but prayed.

I was scared of reaching the hospital, of seeing my niece going downhill. I walked toward the ward with my heart beating wildly.

As I stood at the hospital ward door I saw my niece, she was smiling at me. This was, the and will remain, the sweetest smile I ever saw. She had survived, had won the battle with lupus.

And that day i reconnected with my God. I still do not follow any one particular religion or rituals but believe in one supreme power. The power that decides and designs life. And I am no more in conflict with that power, I accept gracefully.

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Anita,

What an inspiring story. I thank you for sharing that. I think we all, at some point or other, have these trying times in our lives....and it changes us.

Thanks again,

Michael

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