My name is Wei Lin. It’s been nine years since I started to believe in God. Every time thinking that when my son’s life was in the balance, it was God’s loving hand that supported him and turned him from danger to safety, my heart is full of gratitude to God and my faith in Him increases more.
It was about 9 o’clock in the evening of November 9, 2014, and the light rain was pitter-pattering onto the ground, adding a chill to the air of the early winter. After working all day, I had just sat onto the bed when my husband’s cell phone rang and then came my younger brother’s anxious voice on the other end: “Xiaohai had an accident! Around 6 p.m. when he was at work, he fell off from the 25th floor to the 22nd floor—” Hearing this, my nervous heart almost jumped out of my mouth and I immediately interrupted him: “How is Xiaohai now? Did he hurt his head or face?” “No, but there are eight fractures of his body, including that of his legs, arms, and four ribs, and many internal injuries….” Then he urged us to get there quickly, in case he would probably die without seeing us. The sudden news hit me like a bolt from the blue, and I was overwhelmed, feeling like the sky was falling down.
At 11 p.m., my husband and I took an intercity bus heading for Taizhou City, Zhejiang province. At that time, my anguish was beyond words and I could only pray to God without cease, “God! I don’t know what to do now. I don’t know my son’s condition, either. I’m so worried. God, please keep my heart and help me so that I can face it calmly.” After the prayer, my heart calmed a little and God’s words came into my mind: “All things in the universe are within My hands. If I speak, it will be. If I ordain it, thus it shall be.” I thought: Yes, God is almighty, and God is in charge of everything. My son’s fate is in the hands of God, too! Without God’s permission, no one can take his life. Alas, I was really losing my head! The word of God gave me strength, so that I had the courage to face the following things.
The next morning at 10 a.m., we arrived at Taizhou Central Hospital. After we got off the bus, my brother led us to the door of the intensive care unit on the first floor, and said: “Xiaohai is under emergency medical treatment inside. You can’t see him until 3 p.m.” Only at this time did I know that Xiaohai was still alive. I was finally relieved, and thanked God that He was watching over him. Then the attending doctor came and said: “Xiaohai was in grave danger last night when he was rushed here. Half of his blood had drained and his body temperature also had gone down by half.” With this, he showed us a lot of X-ray films on the computer. He said every fracture in Xiaohai’s body was only one centimeter from the fatal place, and he exclaimed, “What a miracle! If some of his major parts were hit, there would be little left for us to do.” Hearing the doctor’s words, I knew this was all owing to God’s protection. Later, the doctor told us that my son was still in critical condition and that at least one more week was needed for him to pass the stage. After the doctor finished, I could not help but feel a little scared: Can my son survive the critical stage in the coming week or not? If any emergency comes up, what should we do then?
In helplessness, I prayed in my heart calling out to God to keep my heart, and then another passage of God’s word came to my mind: “The heart and spirit of man are held in the hand of God, and all the life of man is beheld in the eyes of God. Regardless of whether or not you believe this, any and all things, living or dead, will shift, change, renew, and disappear according to God’s thoughts. This is how God rules over all things.” The word of God calmed my heart down. Everyone’s life is in the hands of God; all things, both living and dead, are governed and controlled by God. In recognition of these, I prayed to God in my heart: Whatever the result is, I’m willing to hand over my son to You and obey Your sovereignty and arrangement. At 3 p.m., we finally entered the ICU. Rushing to my son’s bed, I asked him how he felt. He said in a weak voice, “At that time, I just felt something was holding my head….” His words made me see more clearly that God is protecting us humans all the time. If it were not for God’s care and protection for my son, I wouldn’t see him alive. Thinking of this, my heart could not help but be filled with gratitude to God.
Who knew that around 11 p.m. on the third night, the doctor suddenly told us that my son’s blood had flowed back into his heart, that his stomach began to swell, and that he was still in unconsciousness with only one breath left. This news made our relieved heart worried again. My husband kept calling our son’s name and asking him not to give up. I was so petrified that I could do nothing but pray to God sitting in my chair. At this moment I remembered the word of God: “Almighty God is an all-powerful physician! To dwell in sickness is to be sick, but to dwell in the spirit is to be well. If you have but one breath, God will not let you die. The life of the resurrected Christ is within us. We really lack faith in the presence of God, and may God put true faith within us.” The word of God vitalized my nearly despairing heart: Yes, at this moment I need to have faith in God all the more. Since all things are under the control and arrangement of God’s hands, what can we immature and ignorant humans change? Whether my son is dead or alive, I’m willing to give him into God’s hands, and obey God’s arrangement in everything. If God doesn’t permit, he will not die even if he only has one breath left.
An hour later, the doctor showed my son’s film on the computer to us. To our surprise, the film did not show his blood was flowing back into his heart. At this moment, we were all relieved, and I knew that God once again pulled my son through. Afterward, my son slowly recovered from his injuries. On the eighth day he was transferred to the general ward. My heart knew clearly that it is God who has been keeping and leading him. At the same time, I appreciated the authority of God in person. Just as God’s word said: “It is not humanity that holds the power of life and death, not some being in the natural world, but the Creator, whose authority is unique. Mankind’s life and death are not the product of some law of the natural world, but a consequence of the sovereignty of the Creator’s authority.” My son could survive, this was totally because of God’s favor and compassion for him. I’m a parent, but when he was facing the threat of death, I could do nothing, not even alleviate a tiny bit of his suffering. Instead, I could only rely on God.
A few days later, my son was to be transferred to a major hospital in Shanghai for bone surgery. Before the operation, the attending doctor asked us to sign and solemnly said: “Your son has too many wounds and several fractures. Once any of his veins or arteries are hurt, the surgery has to be stopped, or his life will be in danger.” Hearing his words, my heart could not help getting nervous. I thought: Xiaohai has just passed the critical stage and now he has to face a new test. If anything goes wrong with the surgery, his life will be at risk. But then I had a second thought: My son has come through so many dangers but I still worry so much; am I not lacking faith in God? Thereupon, I came to God and prayed: “O God, please keep my heart from being nervous and scared. I entrust everything to You. May You lead me to put down my personal conceptions and imaginations, so that I can obey Your orchestrations and arrangements.”
During the dozen hours of surgery, I kept praying to God. Thanks to God’s protection, the operation was done smoothly and successfully. At first the doctor said it would take more than one month before my son could be discharged. No one expected that only one week later, when the attending doctor went rounds of the wards, he checked my son’s wounds and said: “He recovers very fast. There are so many wounds but none of them is inflamed. You can check out now.” I was very excited to hear that. Thanks be to God! Only two months after that, Xiaohai was able to walk down the stairs alone; now his body has fully recovered, and no after-effects are left on him. Friends and relatives as well as people around who knew about the accident all said: “It is because Xiaohai’s mother believes in God that he recovers so fast.”
Just in July 2015, when a worker was building the house for my neighbor, he accidentally fell off and died on the way to the county hospital. These facts make me see that “A storm may arise from a clear sky and bad luck befalls men overnight.” We cannot predict what will happen in the future, and we are so small and helpless in face of emergencies. Then what can we little creatures do? We can come before God to receive His salvation and live under the leadership of His word; only by doing so can we be kept by God when disaster befalls.
By Wei Lin
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