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Well, I've always wanted to post my testimony since my first day joining this site, I really want to share the miracles God did for me. But due to my full-time working, I had to postpone it. Since its weekend, I guess its a good time to share. So here it is.
I had a brother, 3 years younger, and we had been very close to each other, at least until he's turning 15. After that we were busy with our own friends, and slowly we're not that close anymore. My brother was a quite smart person actually, but he's so lazy to study, that he always got bad scores at school, and I think maybe he hung out in the wrong community (and over that I sometimes blame myself, for not caring him and standing beside him more at his grow up stage). He became a very hard person to talk to. He never listen anything we (including my parents) said to him. He often got mad at us. And its hurt me when I saw him screaming out to my parents, which resulted my mom crying secretly in her room.
Lately he stuck with a gambling habit. He spent most of his salary on it. He lost so much money, until at one point he owed a quite large amount and he couldnt pay, even after he sold everything he had. Debt collectors started coming and haunting him, threatening him that they would kill him if he's not paying. One day in the middle of the night he gave me a call, and said that they would kill him that night. And that night was the first time he told me about his gambling.
I cried out to the Lord and asked for His help. I knew what my brother did was wrong, but I just love him, that I asked God's mercy on him. I was so scared that I would lose him. Imagined that someone threaten to kill him was just too much for me. Anyway with God leading me, I was able to pay some amount of his debt.
After that I always prayed for him, that God would bring him closer and make him repent. I didnt know if its a appropriate prayer, as I think someone should have a strong will from inside to repent. I was praying, but nothing seemed changing. And one day at the church, the priest preaching, that there are things that not only prayers required, but also fasting. I took it in my heart, and I started fasting. And I was believing that God will answer me.
August 2013, God answering my prayer, but not in the way I expected. I was at the office when my mom called, and said that my brother was at the hospital. A blood vessel in his brain was rupturing and he was unconscious. Apparently he suffers brain aneurysm, and no one knew about it. We had agreed to do surgery, but the doctor said eventhough the surgery going well, he would not be able to walk, to move and to talk because the brain function capacity left was only 3%. They could keep him alive, keeping the heart beating, but I dont think thats a life either. Its just like the whole world going down for us. We couldnt let him die there without a surgery, but we didnt want him to live like a statue also.
Anyways, while we waited for the surgeons to come, God has decided something else. My brother was just gone. His heart was just stopped and the doctors kept trying for some minutes to get him back, but its not working. I couldnt believe that could happen in just couples of hours. I still talked to him in the morning!!!
I couldnt sleep for days, thinking and remembering my brother.. asking God to show me, because I didnt understand what He's been doing. Yes, I remembered that I asked God to take him closer. But not this way. I even asked God if its possible, pls take my life instead of his. He was always kinda emotional and childish, he scared of many things. And I felt that he must be so scared while he was unconscious and dying. I guess I'm less scared, so its better be me right there then. And I was really worried about where he was now. I wanted to believe he's been in heaven with our Father, but I was not sure. Fortunately my dad told me, that while he was dying, my dad talked to him that God saves people not because they have been a good people, but because they repent and they accept Jesus as their God and Savior. My brother couldnt replied but we're sure that he could listen. And my dad could see tears going down from my brother's eyes. I believe my brother repent that time.. right before his death. And that calms me down, as I know that I would see him again one day in the heaven.
I know God has best plans for everyone. Though most of the times I dont understand, but I believe in His plans.
I've learnt something from that situation, now I'm more grateful in each step I take. And I appreciate more of every person I have in life.. as they might not be there again in some little time.
Thank you for reading my story. Hope its not too long
God bless u all.
I had a brother, 3 years younger, and we had been very close to each other, at least until he's turning 15. After that we were busy with our own friends, and slowly we're not that close anymore. My brother was a quite smart person actually, but he's so lazy to study, that he always got bad scores at school, and I think maybe he hung out in the wrong community (and over that I sometimes blame myself, for not caring him and standing beside him more at his grow up stage). He became a very hard person to talk to. He never listen anything we (including my parents) said to him. He often got mad at us. And its hurt me when I saw him screaming out to my parents, which resulted my mom crying secretly in her room.
Lately he stuck with a gambling habit. He spent most of his salary on it. He lost so much money, until at one point he owed a quite large amount and he couldnt pay, even after he sold everything he had. Debt collectors started coming and haunting him, threatening him that they would kill him if he's not paying. One day in the middle of the night he gave me a call, and said that they would kill him that night. And that night was the first time he told me about his gambling.
I cried out to the Lord and asked for His help. I knew what my brother did was wrong, but I just love him, that I asked God's mercy on him. I was so scared that I would lose him. Imagined that someone threaten to kill him was just too much for me. Anyway with God leading me, I was able to pay some amount of his debt.
After that I always prayed for him, that God would bring him closer and make him repent. I didnt know if its a appropriate prayer, as I think someone should have a strong will from inside to repent. I was praying, but nothing seemed changing. And one day at the church, the priest preaching, that there are things that not only prayers required, but also fasting. I took it in my heart, and I started fasting. And I was believing that God will answer me.
August 2013, God answering my prayer, but not in the way I expected. I was at the office when my mom called, and said that my brother was at the hospital. A blood vessel in his brain was rupturing and he was unconscious. Apparently he suffers brain aneurysm, and no one knew about it. We had agreed to do surgery, but the doctor said eventhough the surgery going well, he would not be able to walk, to move and to talk because the brain function capacity left was only 3%. They could keep him alive, keeping the heart beating, but I dont think thats a life either. Its just like the whole world going down for us. We couldnt let him die there without a surgery, but we didnt want him to live like a statue also.
Anyways, while we waited for the surgeons to come, God has decided something else. My brother was just gone. His heart was just stopped and the doctors kept trying for some minutes to get him back, but its not working. I couldnt believe that could happen in just couples of hours. I still talked to him in the morning!!!
I couldnt sleep for days, thinking and remembering my brother.. asking God to show me, because I didnt understand what He's been doing. Yes, I remembered that I asked God to take him closer. But not this way. I even asked God if its possible, pls take my life instead of his. He was always kinda emotional and childish, he scared of many things. And I felt that he must be so scared while he was unconscious and dying. I guess I'm less scared, so its better be me right there then. And I was really worried about where he was now. I wanted to believe he's been in heaven with our Father, but I was not sure. Fortunately my dad told me, that while he was dying, my dad talked to him that God saves people not because they have been a good people, but because they repent and they accept Jesus as their God and Savior. My brother couldnt replied but we're sure that he could listen. And my dad could see tears going down from my brother's eyes. I believe my brother repent that time.. right before his death. And that calms me down, as I know that I would see him again one day in the heaven.
I know God has best plans for everyone. Though most of the times I dont understand, but I believe in His plans.
I've learnt something from that situation, now I'm more grateful in each step I take. And I appreciate more of every person I have in life.. as they might not be there again in some little time.
Thank you for reading my story. Hope its not too long
God bless u all.
