Testimony…
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As I drove home from the library in tears, I crashed into a car parked on the side of the road. At that time, I heard a sentence very clearly: “Can you control everything?” This sentence woke me up like a slap in the face. I used to think that there was nothing in this world that I couldn’t do, but now that my son is sick, I don’t even know the name of the disease. So what am I? The Bible says, “What is a man? God? Do you care about him?” When I saw this sentence before, I thought, I have two PhDs, how can I still say that people are what they are? But now, with the facts in front of me, what am I before God? At that time, the Bible passages that I read in middle school and the years of seeking truth from God all came to mind. I asked myself, “If Jesus Christ is the true God, why don’t I kneel before Him and commit my life to Him?”
I asked myself, who can help me? I know money doesn’t solve the problem, psychologists can’t help me, they will find problems, but they can’t solve such problems. Finally God solved my problems. He said, “Come to me, all those who labor and are heavily laden, and I will give you rest.” That night, I confessed my sins before God, and when I received Jesus Christ by faith, my life was reconnected with God, and He led me through this very difficult road. I knew that I could not raise this son on my own. That night, God shattered my ego.
When I knew the name of my son’s disease, I took him everywhere to see a doctor, but no doctor would take him. They told me not to waste money because there was no cure for this disease. At that time, I began Xi to learn to be a disciple of the Lord, and I prayed for everything, hoping to find a doctor for my son who could heal him. My husband was not a believer at that time, and he said, “That’s your God, and I don’t believe in him, how can I pray with you?” I said, “Don’t you want our son to get better?” So we both prayed about it every day and after three months, we found a Christian psychiatrist who was willing to pray for three days to see what God had to say. Three days later, the psychiatrist called and decided to treat my son, because he found that my son had an IQ of over 145, a very competitive personality, and was not yet six years old, and his temperament was not yet determined, so he decided to take him in.
Then he offered me three conditions:
1. Bring him here twice a week, once for $145, and the disease may drag on for twenty years without any progress, and you can’t say that I cheated you out of your money.
2. You are about to quit your job and not become a doctor because your son will finish his day’s homework in three minutes, and then go to someone else.
3. Talk therapy for my son, because he has been refusing to speak. The doctor said that you just need to teach your son to say “Mommy” every night. For these conditions, I asked the doctor to give me a night to pray.
I didn’t want to pray, I wanted to quarrel with God, I wanted to ask him, can I have both, I want my son, I want my career. I was so confused that I couldn’t pray, and I didn’t know what I was talking about, so I went to the Bible. I said to God, “Where is there now that a man will be fruitful and multiply?”When I prayed again, I was deeply moved in my heart, it turned out that this is God’s priority, God let me know that because my life comes from Him, he should be the first in my life at all times, the second is my family, and the third is my career. But my son’s medical care and Xi need money for everything, so I applied for a research job that could be done after my son fell asleep, so I got into the Xi habit of sleeping only four hours a day.
Every time I take my son to the psychiatrist, it feels like I’m going to send money because my son is like this every day. I’m an impatient person, God uses this to make me develop patience, every day after dinner, I want to grab my son’s chin so that his eyes can look at the shape of my mouth, and then teach him to call him “Mom”. Four years later, one day when I was taking him to see a psychiatrist, the doctor suddenly came out like a madman and said, “He said “NO.” On the way back with my son that day, I said to God, “God! You asked him to say such a difficult word that says NO requires nine nerves and muscles, please let him call me Mom tonight.”
I was very nervous all night, but at half past ten, when his tears fell, I stiffened my heart and refused to stop, I asked God to give me the power and fulfill his promise, and after ten fifty o’clock, he used all his strength to feed, and suddenly cried out: “Mom”, every time I talk about this testimony, I still can’t help but cry, because I have been waiting for this mother for ten years.
Today, my son has finished his junior year of college, has become a believer, can read the Bible by himself, and can write computer software. This is not the work of man. The thirteen medical doctors did not heal him, but when they saw my son healed, they all believed in the Lord. No one can heal my son except God. That night, when he opened his mouth to call “Daddy”, my husband’s joy was indescribable. He was usually very hard and refused to believe in the Lord, but that night he believed and accepted the Lord. At his baptism, he testified: “This God is not only in the pastor’s sermons, but also in the Bible, this God lives in our family of three, and I experience His faithfulness every day, how can I not believe Him?” God has saved our whole family, and His grace to us is innumerable.
