28th May 2014. 5.30 a.m. I was shaken
into wakefulness before alarm gave its sound, and I packed the essentials:
medicines, dresses, books, and computer in half-asleep.
6.15 a.m. The driver
reached at home in a hurry.
6.25 a.m. He brushed the
car and loaded the baggage. I
told him to pray and the words I remember are, “My presence will go with you,
and I will give you rest.”
6.30 a.m. There were
exchanges of greetings; we said a bye and set out.
8.00 a.m. When we were
passing Ratna Giri, my niece Acily called. “We are on the way near Vellore; we
will reach Coimbatore around 3 p.m.,” I spoke and disconnected the phone.
8.05 a.m. We had a
tasteful South Indian gastronomy gourmet at Murugan Idli Kadai and broken the
fasting.
8.40 a.m. We continued our
journey towards Coimbatore.
8.45 a.m. My friend
Chezian called. “I am travelling to Coimbatore and will meet you next week,” I
finished the call.
9.00 a.m. The speed of the car was 100 km. We
crossed CMC hospital Vellore. I told the driver, “The travel is to relax.
Please go slow”, and and switch on the lap top. “Driver was not controlling the
vehicle and the car was swaying on the road,” I observed. It disturbed my work.
I saw the speedometer. The reading was 120 km. I wanted him to slow down the
car; saw a bridge from little long distance; bent down and switched off the
laptop urgently. In the mean time, he hit on the right divider.
Little later, I realized
that I was on the road. I felt a heavy bang on the right lower back and sensed
an injury in the forehead. Blood was oozing on all sides. I had a strong
feeling that my spine was broken. “I am going to be lifted up in few minutes,”
I thought. It created a heavy burden for not having a chance to see the kindred
and well wishers before my departure.
I felt a hot blazing
fire around me and I was burning. Then, I saw a very bright light in the sky
and it was piercing through my body. It awakened me and poured spirit in me. I
humbly submitted to Lord, and prayed, “Oh Lord, Oh God, my spine is broken. Please
do not put me in the bed. Lift me to your place.” He responded, “I will not
lift you up, but, instead I will make you to walk. You have not done what you
are to.” Fear created in me. In a state of obedience and doubt, I asked, “How
about the driver?” “He will go with you,” He affirmed.
“Use a big lever and
hammer. Cut the steering. Remove the buckles. Bring him out,” voices came out.
Therefore, I doubted God’s word. I thought that driver’s life was ended.
Lord confirmed me with the words, “Driver will go with you.” I believed
Him in the second time.
In a few minutes the
driver came and stood near me. Blood was pumping out from his head. He said,
“Sir, I’m leaving this world. Please take care of yourself.” Having said he
bedded on the ground. There was a man who drove behind us, who saw the
accident. He called the 108 ambulance. Lot of people gathered on the spot. Mass
came from near villages; surrounded me and they spoke in different tongues
and in different voices. “Everything is over and it is time for last
rituals,” someone voiced. “Driver alone may survive,” another one sounded.
“Survival is rare,” more phonations came out.
I cried out to Lord. His
praise was on my tongue and I was praying loudly. On hearing my out loud voice,
one person among the crowd said, “This is his last speech.” I stared at him
from the reclining position on the sand. He thought that I became crazy. But, I
knew that I was normal.
9.35 a.m. The ambulance
arrived in 20 minutes. Two braves came closer. “I am a kidney transplanted man.
I am taking treatment at CMC Hospital Vellore. Therefore, please take me
there,” I requested. They lifted me to a height and accommodated in the
ambulance as per my postulation.
I searched the mobile in
my pant pocket, but, could not find it. I saw a person who was holding a
blackberry mobile. I appealed him repeatedly regardless of my damaged collapsed
body condition, because, it was very essential in that situation. The crowd
advised him to return and lastly he returned with half-mind.
9.37 a.m. The ambulance
moved. The hospital was 20 km away. There were 3 people inside - my
driver, ambulance operator and myself. I was lying on the stretcher like a
‘crocodile on the land’. The driver sat on a fixed chair; he was not in a
position to actuate; he sat bolt upright. I tried to move a little, but, could
not; nevertheless, I was in an emplacement to communicate.
I found the phone number
of Dr Simson (CMC Hospital) in the mobile and called him. There
wasn't any response and therefore I typed the words: 'I met in an accident
and coming to CMC' and sent out as a SMS. Next, I spoke to Justus – a well
wisher, who is living in Vellore and explained my condition. Then, I spoke to
my friend Chezian. After that, I rang up to my brother-in-laws (Robert and Wilfred).
Lastly, I sent a SMS to my CEO Murugavel and then to my brother Christudhas.
All communications ended in 5 minutes.
Then, I was reciting
Lord’s powerful revelations at the time of accident and thinking the power of
prayer. I looked at the driver and saw blood was bleeding from driver’s head. I
told him to use a towel to hold it. He put his face down and said, “Sir, the
time has come to leave this world.” “Moses raj, God saves both of us. He gave
the words. Believe it,” I replied in a loud tone. He neither listened nor took
the words into his heart. I repeated the the same words for several
times.
9.55 a.m. We reached at
CMC hospital. The person who called the ambulance had followed us. He took us
into the hospital and paid the initial fee. Dr Simson waited in the causality
entrance. He carried us into the emergency unit. I did not have any cash in the
wallet and I therefore looked for help. Mr Justus reached and paid the
necessary fees to begin the treatment. He met my demand in time.
10.30 a.m. The team took
X-rays and MRIs. Dr.Simson was with me. “There is no spine injury,” he said and
the words put me in a comfort zone. “There are multiple injuries. The team will
treat you,” he continued further. “Driver is also Okay,” he informed and left
to his duty.
4.00 p.m. Chezian rushed
into the hospital ward along with Jenish. He came with some cash which I looked
for.
5.00 p.m. Christudhas
reached from Chennai. Several friends, relatives and well wishers were
around. Dr did not allow eating nor drinking. I was tired and voracious.
8.00 p.m. Wilfred and
Prema Latha came to the hospital ward. They came from Coimbatore, traveled over
a period of 9 hours. They are wearisome and prosy. I appeared to them
like a man fighting for life. On seeing me, she became grim-faced, teary-eyed,
and weeping. They could hardly speak and were trying to hold back their tears.
I asked one question, “All human being like to live safely, but, does everyone
deserve it?” Everyone turned silent.
9.30 p.m. I asked food.
Sister took special permission from Dr and brought 3 idlis and helped to eat.
12 hours passed from the accident time.
10.30 p.m. Dr came
to the ward and discussed my case. "Left clavical fracture. Right rib
crack. Injury on back and is trauma, forehead injury," he described
and said, "I do not require any additional medicines." He knew
that I was on regular medications for diabetic, hypertension, immune
suppression etc,. He told that he could discharge me only after the
natural urine flow. I could not relieve myself. After two hours of struggling,
I passed the water and he gave permission to discharge. He wanted to save my
transplanted kidney. He put stitches on the forehead.
3.30 a.m. 18 hours stint
came to an end. The team asked me to stay in a hotel and instructed to follow
up as an out-patient on the next day. Dr needed time to assess the trauma. “The
outcome of the trauma is unpredictable,” he said. The team focused on the
transplanted kidney’s functioning. “You are with right amount of medications
and the healing must be natural,” they said.
31st May 2014. The
person who saw the accident had narrated the incident over the phone. "It
was 28th May, 9.15 a.m. You went at a speed of about 130 km and were nearing to
Palli Kondan bridge. I was driving behind. Your car was moving back and forth
on the road for about 2 minutes. I understood that the driver lost the control.
In a moment, the car banged on the right divider and then hit on the left wall,
went on its own way and impinged on the right and again on left wall and
toppled. The car’s back door was broken. I saw you were thrown out and rolling
over on the road, soaked with keel, sand and dust. I felt that everything was
over. The car was separated into pieces. The crowd came in. They saw you
fighting for life, but, they did not call for the ambulance. I came closer to
you. You were bedded on the road, murmured and lamenting. Shockingly, you
pointed out and showed your driver who was locked up inside the car and was
fighting for life. I was shocked to see your actions: 'you pointing the driver
in that collapsed condition and it was a wonder'."
“I did not point the
driver,” I replied. “It was a miracle,” I said and “It was an encounter,” I
cogitated. It was a fight against evil and Jesus saved me. We must trust in God
in all things and He will always take care of every one of us. He will send His
angels when needed and will en camp them around us to protect. “For he will
command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways they will lift
you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
(Psalm 91:11, 12).”
2nd Jun 2014. I met
the Ortho Trauma doctor. He examined me and told that healing was happening. He
instructed to remove the bandages and stitches 10 days later and asked to see
him after a month. I started to Coimbatore after a stint of over 5 days in
Vellore . My sister and her husband were with me. I gave a surprise look to
everyone and they received accommodated me in a room. I could not and did not
sleep for several days due to pain. I called Jesus in the early hours and read
the Word of God as much as I could.
I walked outside the
home in three days; went to the road twice a day, early morning and late
evening; walked about 40 minutes. No stress. No strain. Physical pain
did not bother. Situations forced me to exceed the expectations. I looked
younger on every day, recovered gradually, steadily and won back the normal
health; developed a profound effect on my inner world.
In a week time, I walked several miles on Mettupalayam
road, sat on the road shops and drank tea like a normal man. People in the area
saw me as a new migrant and they looked at the injury and the bandages with
surprise.
I observed two facts in
the accident. The injuries in my body were of different natures. I have a
fistula in my left hand and therefore the hand is very weak. Entire part of
left hand was injured, but, the fistula area alone was protected. How was it
possible? It was a miracle. “Jesus saved me,” I believed.
There were several hurts in
all parts of the body including abdomen. There was a cavity at the right lower
back where one of my kidney was removed. There was a serious bang on that area
due to which there was a blood clotting. The transplanted kidney is located in
the front right abdomen and it was protected. How was it possible? “It
was a miracle,” I trusted in Lord. Jesus delivered me out of the power of
darkness. Darkness and the power of Satan should have no power over us. Christ
lives in us and we are now spiritually seated with Him. Let us believe.
Let us see more wonders.
3rd Jun 2014. One
week after the accident. I called up the driver. His explanations put me into a
more promoting state. Here are his words. He had family problems in related to
his daughter’s marriage. He fought with his wife and did not sleep throughout
night. Therefore, he was in the verge of sleeping while driving. He was not
able to recall the accident. However, he heard a loud voice calling
“Jesus, Jesus, Jesus” at the time of accident. The same voice is echoing
in his ear up until to this day. “Three times calling of Jesus saved us,” he
concluded.
His second news was a
surprise. “Sir, you were on unconscious condition. The crowd thought that you
drove the car on your own. Therefore, no one was attending me. I was buckled up
and locked inside the car fighting for life. The car was far away from the
place where you were grounded and bedded. But, you informed and pointed the
crowd that I was inside the car. Thereafter, some people came to me. They
cut the door and took me out. I walked to you and saw you. You were flooded in
blood lying on the sand.”
Driver’s words boasted
and put me into the right track. In the state of unconscious, how was it
possible me to speak to the crowd about the driver? It was not I did the job.
Lord did His wonders. It was a miracle. I concluded that it was an encounter.
It was a fight against evil. “Jesus saved me,” I believed. God listened and
heard my voice in prayer. Praise be to God who has not rejected my prayer.
4th Jun 2014. I found it difficult to
stop my stream of uncontrolled thoughts about the accident, but, it did not
help in anything. I was trapped like a fish caught in a net. Scenes went on the
background like a fiction. It was morning. Full Gospel Church Pastor David
William and his wife came to our home and they sat near me. They listened to my
experience; consoled with words and shared the New Testament anti thesis.
Pastor’s wife spoke about my life saving. She advised me to allot more time to
Divine and asked to love people who do not love me at all. Pastor prayed with
reverence for a speedy recovery. He asked me to take part in 40 days fasting
prayer. They created a happy environment with encouraging words.
8th Jun
2014. Thirteen years ago, my mother got into a depressed state. I was in
the hospital ICU unit then. Ever since, she could not distinguish right from
wrong and was forced to live within four walls. I took the responsibility of
her being gone to this state. I read the words in the Bible, “But now, Lord,
what do I look for? My hope is in you.” (Psalm 39:7). There was an evil
spirit dominated in her and it did not allow her to speak the truth. I called
my mother in the morning and prayed for her recuperation. I prayed every day
morning. She continues her routine now. Her home arrest came to an end.
Thanks and praises to Lord for His wonders.
22nd Jun 2014. GEMS
missionary Pr Mathews came to our home. I gave a testimony in the prayer
meeting. Entire GEMS team prayed for my speedy recovery on that day. Pastor
told that Lord will make me to walk all over the world within 3 months. He
called me to Bihar in order to witness in the GEMS Churches’ conventions
meetings. I agreed and booked tickets.
25th Jun
2014. Fasting prayers started. I took part in the
prayers; surrendered to Jesus and promised that I will stand as a witness
for His miracles, signs and wonders. Pastors’ messages were inspirational
and spiritual on all 40 days. He taught the word of God in depth. The meetings
transformed me. Prayers kept me in fearless state.
1st Aug 2014. I
went to CMC hospital for review. Dr examined and said, “Elbow separation has
aligned; the cracked bone became normal and blood clotting alone has to be
resolved.” He prescribed an ointment to apply on the swelling area. “The trauma
is under observation,” he mentioned and told me to see him a month later.
2nd Oct 2014. We 4
people traveled to GEMS missionary Bihar – Church of God pastors, Wilfred and
me. On 3rd Oct, we were in Bethia, northern part of Bihar. Next day, I stood as
a witness in GEMS St Paul’s Church and gave greetings message. On 5th, I
witnessed in another GEMS church. On 7th, we visited Sitamandir GEMS
church and prayed. Then, I gave witnessing messages at GEMS district
conventions meetings. After that I witnessed in two GEMS churches in
Bethia. Then, we traveled to Roxel.
I stood as a witness in the Church on
10th and 11th in the conventions meetings. On 13th, we went to Nepal and I
stood as a witness in the GEMS Church. On 14th, we left to Deg-ri-zon
GEMS headquarters. On 15th, we visited ‘Our People Project.’ Then, we met
Bro.Augustine Jebakumar, GEMS Founder. We left to Chennai on next day.
I traveled several hundred miles in buses,
cars, trains and airplanes. There was no power and water in some places and it
did not bother. We did not lean on our understanding and acknowledged him in
our travels. We believed in Him. He made the path straight.
26th Nov 2014. One
month later. I went to CMC hospital to review. The separated elbow had joined
completely. The rib crack had gone. Head injury scare vanished. The blood
clotting trauma was resolved. I shared my Bihar visit to my Nephrologists. She
encouraged. She told that my health was improving and she reduced some amount
of medicine. “It was a miracle,” I assured. It is Grace. Thanks and
praises for His wonders, miracles and signs.
21st Dec 2014. We
discussed about parables, wonders, miracles, prophets and angels during our
Christian studies at Madras University in Mar 2014. I had doubts about wonders
at that time and the conclusion was that one must experience it. Three months
later. On May 28th, I experienced His wonders. In Dec 2014, I took M.A
second year Christian Studies Examinations and wrote the papers with real
experience of His miracles, signs and wonders. No one is like you, O LORD. You
are great. You are Mighty. Your revelations are unimaginable.
19th Jan
2014. Jesus is giving a life and showing His kindness. I am a student of
Baptist Seminary. I am standing as a witness in Churches. I am a member of a
Full Gospel Pentecostal Church. I am teaching English language and subjects to
the deserved. I am an employee of an Educational services initiative
Organization. This is God’s plan for me in the new land.
I ask one question to myself. Does anyone
benefit from me in continuing a life with such an incredible medical expenses?
I get a positive answer and hence I am on the run. The days keep rolling. My
Lord performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted.
(Job 9:10) I liked to walk with the one who is flawless whom I fainted in love.
He is Lord, He is God.
I adore myself that I am blessed and
surrounded by the love I need. The renewed Hope continues with Faith. The
incredible odyssey that has brought to this position, will take to next height.
It is good for me to be afflicted so that I am
learning His decrees and therefore my hope is in His word. He does not ignore the cry of
the afflicted.
-Jebamony Mathias
