By the sheer grace of god I met people who added fuel to the fire of my deep faith in god. For example, once my husband took me to hospital in a wheelchair, kept it in a corner and went to collect my medicines, and out of the blue a young Christian girl came to me and said “You are going to be out of this wheelchair, you will become a source of inspiration to millions” and I told her instantly “Yes, I know. I will not be in this wheelchair for ever. I have firm faith in my own god. And if he wants me to do some good work, he will definitely take me out of the wheelchair.” She told me that she got direct messages from god for many people and she delivered it to them then and there. When I told my husband and friends about this incident, they all laughed and told me about my innocence and ignorance in believing her. But somewhere deep inside me the spark of faith in god grew stronger and stronger.
One more incident I remember vividly is when in Noida I went for my weekly injection of methodextrate, a sister told me that she would pray for my recovery. The next day when I went to the clinic for my sore throat she said, “I prayed for you yesterday at 1:30am. You will be definitely cured.” At that time, I was well out of my wheelchair and used to walk without a stick. Deep inside, I was amazed at the grace of god who through his devotees was sending me strong inspirations to hold on to my faith. Such is the grace of god! His ways are great!
In the initial stages of my disease, a saint who lives in Saharanpur in whom I have deep faith told my brother, “Your sister will be completely alright.” When I asked him, he said, “
Yes, you will be fully cured and all your medicines will be withdrawn.” At that time, my disease was increasing in leaps and bounds like a raging fire which becomes vicious with ghee and dry wood. I was consuming ten to twelve tablets daily.
Recently, a few months ago, by the grace of god, I happened to read a book of Sivananda in which he glorified the name of god as a cure of all diseases and has written that he called it Namopathy. Oh god! Immediately I associated my own recovery with the chanting of god’s name and realized the truth of his wisdom not through his book but through my own experience. Even now I am a patient of rheumatoid arthritis, my joints occasionally trouble me. Then I opt for god’s name as the most effective and powerful painkiller. I must tell readers that now I am 90% cured and am able to carry out y household duties fairly well along with teaching maths and yoga.
My only aim in life is to make people aware of the power of god’s grace so that they can also get out of their diseases, miseries and pains.