Never Alone
By Rohit
Kumar
We had just
finished a program for 300 teenage inmates at a correctional center in northern
A thin fellow
standing off in a corner caught my eye. I could tell he wanted to talk but was
too shy to make the first move, so I introduced myself and asked him to tell me
about himself. He was from a village about 900 km (550 mi) away, he explained,
and had come to the big city in search of work. He had been penniless when he
was caught traveling without a railway ticket and was sentenced to three months
in jail.
“A few days
ago,” he told me, “I was sick with a very high fever. All I could do was lie in
the corner. I could barely move. I have never been so sick before, and I
honestly thought I was going to die. I was so scared! I thought of my parents
and brothers back home. I desperately needed someone to be with me and take
care of me, but here I was, far away from home, with no one. I started crying
and asked God to please not let me die.
“Just then,
something very strange happened. I opened my eyes and a man in white clothes
was standing over me. He had the kindest eyes I have ever seen. He didn’t say a
word, but just waved his hand over me and my fever was gone. I felt cool and
relaxed. The man disappeared and I never saw him again. Would you happen to
know this man’s name?”
I looked
through the bag of inspirational material I had brought along until I found a
poster with an artist’s conception of Jesus, and I asked him, “Was this the
man?”
The boy broke
into a big smile and said, “Ah, yes! That was the man! What is his name?”
I told him
about Jesus, His wonderful love, and His power to heal, and that afternoon the
boy prayed to receive Jesus as his Savior. It was a beautiful reminder of how
much the Lord cares for each of His children. We’re never alone.
Rohit Kumar
is a member of the Family International in
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