?Pray that God will do what is best for her,? Uncle Paul said.
That did not sound very encouraging. I had expected him to say something that steeped with more hope. If God wanted to help, He should restore Mum back to health, I reasoned silently. That is what God is for ? to answer all prayers. Nevertheless, that day was also the first time in my life that I had prayed with all my heart and sincerity. ?Heal Mum, and I will be a believer. I will dedicate my life to spreading Your Word to all who care to listen,? I bargained with God.
My eyes were closed and my mind deep in prayer when I saw the most blissful sight of Mum, her face smiling and radiating a soft soothing brightness unlike anything I had seen before. And when I saw her being lifted up by two angels, her expression was still as serene. A few hours later, Mum breathed her last in my arms as I whispered into her ear, telling her that she is with Jesus already.
I sat there looking at Mum?s lifeless body as immeasurable pain ate into my soul. ?Why have You not answered my prayers?? I asked God. ?This is the only time I have asked you for anything.?
I wondered if there really is a God then. If there is, He obviously did not answer my prayers, one that came from the heart, the heart of a grieving son. If God does not answer prayers, what good is there in praying? What good is there in worshipping a God who just watches and does nothing? All I knew was that God had not given me what I had asked for. That was reason enough for my skepticism.
If truth be told, my prayers were answered not the way I wanted but in a way that was the best for Mum, like Uncle Paul had said. She no longer suffered, her soul freed from the body that no longer could sustain it. Did God answer my prayers? I truly believe that I was given that vision just before Mum passed away for many reasons, above all in answer to my prayers.
I was blessed with the privilege to see Mum in such peaceful composure for one last time. After so many months of seeing her in absolute agony, that angelic image of her greatly soothed me. That image of Mum is now eternally imprinted in my mind ? that beautiful serene face that smiled to me and seemed to be saying that all is well with her again. That is how I want to remember Mum. That is how I will remember Mum. Does God answer prayers? In His own ways, in His own time, all prayers are answered. No doubt about that.
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