During the last 16 years of my illness, I was admitted more than a dozen times for treatment in various hospitals. On two occasions it was for English treatment and all the rest was for Aurvedic (Traditional Indian)treatment. Twice the duration was eight days; others for 10, 21,30 or 45 days each.
English doctors declared that there was no cure for my disease. Aurveda did a lot of good to me as the leanness and chillness of legs disappeared. Every time some treatment was done, it kept me going for some time. When weakness reappeared, I would be admitted again.
Third hospitalization in l991 Nov. in Trivandrum was the only one announced in our magazines for prayer. All others were done within ourselves. During these hospitalizations, I know of four who confessed Christ as Lord first time in their lives and accepted the Lord before me in prayer. To almost every one I met, I tried to share about the love of Christ. Where ever possible, Bibles and New Testaments were distributed.
I remember at least three miracles in the context of my hospitalizations. First one took place in the very first hospital in Coimbatore. Though my legs became paralyzed on the
7th of July, I would not go to hospitals as I could not imagine that I was ill due to the fact that I knew something new was going to take place in my life from that date. So on the 11th only, being forced by a neighbor doctor, I decided to go to hospital.
I was taken to KG first where the doctor said further investigation was needed. Then I was taken to Ramakrishna where there was one Dr. Ashokan who was a good Neurophysician. I was admitted in a general ward for ten days.
Healing on the next bed:
On the third day in the hospital, the 13th of July in the evening after supper, I was preparing to go to bed. Before that I started reading my Bible. On the next bed there a patient admitted for the past 20 days for some ailment on his back. He had terrible pain and he was rolling on his bed in pain that evening. I was disturbed and I stopped my
reading and asked his twenty year old son who was his aid, whether I could pray for him. The boy said, “What ever you do I don’t mind. His pain must go.” I found out from the boy that doctors had postponed operation several times as it was a difficult one with little hope of success. Doctors were trying various medicines on him.
So with the help of the boy I climbed down from my bed to his bed side and as I could not kneel down, I put my chest on to his bed sitting on a pillow on the floor and made a short prayer. I climbed on to my bed to see the patient going to sleep immediately as though an anesthetic injection was given. They stayed in the hospital for another two days and went home healed, without an operation!
Sri Chithira Hospital in Trivandrum was the third hospital where I was admitted in l99l.
I was there for 30 days. There I was a rather famous patient for various reasons. One was that I was a friend of Prof. Ommen Philip who was known to doctors there as he trained some of them in hospital administration. I had many visitors there as well.
There came a patient from Calicut after I was there for more than 20 days. He was staying in the next room. He had a big problem. He was a regular patient there for several years now. Every six months he had to come for check up and take further medicines.
This time when he came, the hospital asked him to pay Rs.l500/- for his test instead of the regular Rs.500/- which he had brought. He had no money and to go back without the test would be difficult as he came from such a long distance. In the night he was staying in his room and murmuring and complaining about the hospital for not informing him about the hike in charges before coming. Then one of the nurses asked him to come and meet me in the other room where I would pray for him.
He came to me and said, “Sir, I am an atheist. Don’t tell me about god. If you can help me in any other way, please help me. This is my problem” When he narrated the problem I listened very patiently. When he finished his story, I said, “Is that your problem? OK. Now listen to me for some time.” Then I began to share with him some of my prayer experiences. I began with my three rupee experience and went on to share one or two others. He was listening very intently. Then I said, “Will you permit me to pray for you?” He said OK.
When I began to pray, he began to recite the prayer after me. I had not expected it. So I slowed down. After prayer was over, I said, “I will continue to pray for you. You please go and sleep comfortably. God will do a miracle for you.” He said good night and went to his room.
I continued to pray for him asking God to show Himself almighty to the patient by being gracious to him.
On the following day in the after noon he came to me with great joy on his face. I asked him what had happened. He said that day in the morning his problem was reported to the director and the director asked him to give a letter saying that the rest of rupees thousand would be paid when he would come next time for the test. Then testing was done on the basis of that letter. But the surprising thing was when the result came in the after noon, the hospital gave him one thousand rupees back along with the result. He could not understand why. So he asked the concerned clerk why that much money was returned to him. The clerk said that there was an instruction on the sheet saying so much should be paid to the patient.
The patient not only got his test done freely; but 500 rupees came to him extra from the hospital. Was it a clerical mistake? We don’t know what happened exactly. But that day it came to us as answer to our prayer.
Another Financial Miracle:
It happened in Dec. 2005 when I was admitted in KAPL in Chennai. I was treated in
Trivandrum during the summer that year and the doctor had asked me to get admitted again within six months if there was improvement. There was marked improvement and I wanted to be admitted. But I did not want to go back to Trivandrum during the Christmas break which was only for a month.
So I went and met the doctor at KAPL where they were doing the same kind of treatment. I had to do the booking of the room in advance as there was always a queue there. This time I was to admitted for eight days. But they asked me to pay Rs.10,000/- as advance.
But I had only half of that amount with me at the time of admission.
The doctor told me that he would admit me with that advance if I would be able to pay the complete amount on discharge. I had no other money and I was not expecting any cheque to be cleared. Trusting in the Lord alone I got admitted to the hospital. The treatment was excellent.
I told the two doctors and all the staff there, I believed in Atharva Veda as Ayurvedic treatment is a part of it. I know if I followed the instructions in it, my body would benefit from it. I went on to say that I got admitted in to this hospital trusting in the God of the Bible that He would hear and answer my prayers for my hospital bill. The message of the Bible is basically about eternal salvation for human soul, but it has promises about this life also.
Only brethren at Kilpauk knew that I was in hospital. I promised the Lord that I would not accept a gift from them for that hospitalization. They were very generous to us when Joyce was in the hospital the previous year for her heart problem. So I did not want to accept any money from any one for my treatment lest some would think of us as a burden.
I was admitted on Saturday and on Tuesday two of the youth of the assembly visited me in the hospital. I told them my financial situation and my decision not to accept money from Kilpauk for the present treatment. I knew I would need a good amount on Friday when I would be discharged. I said I needed their sincere prayers only.
While I was talking to them in the hospital, Joyce had a call from an evangelist friend of ours. He told Joyce that he had deposited some money into our account from his home town. Immediately Joyce took an auto and went to the ATM nearby collected the money and came to hospital. The amount was Rs.20,000/- and the total bill for that hospitalization with medicines etc. was Rs.14,000/- only.
This brother who gave us the money had come to Chennai the previous week. Then he came visiting us. Thus he knew of my hospitalization. But we never imagined that it was through him that the Lord was going to answer our prayer! I do not know what made him donate such a big amount except it was of the Lord.
I was able to give a copy of the New Testament to all staff in the hospital including doctors asking them to trust the God of the Bible for the salvation of their souls.
One of the doctors from Brahmin background was deeply impressed about the Christian message while a staff member almost became a believer. But I did not have the joy of seeing him commit his life to Christ.