By Emmanuel Onyejiuwa
Several years ago, my wife was diagnosed with a massive growth of fibroid tissue in her womb. A severe and painful condition, the doctors recommended surgery.
We were reluctant to take such a serious step. But soon her pain increased, and she was unable to get out of bed. Eventually, we agreed to the surgery.
As she was wheeled into the operating room, I stayed behind and sat on a bench by the closed door. I knew I needed to surrender the outcome of the surgery into the hands of the ECK, the Holy Spirit.
I began to sing HU, the ancient love song to God, and opened my heart completely to the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ. Later, I learned my wife had done the same thing until she lost consciousness.
The operation was supposed to take at least two hours. So I was surprised when the door opened after fifteen minutes and the chief surgeon walked out, followed by other doctors. My wife was wheeled out of the operating room and back into the ward.
I wondered what was going on. Was the operation over already? None of the doctors or nurses would tell me what happened, so I went to find the chief surgeon.
When the chief surgeon saw me, his first words were “Please, thank God!”
Then he added, “I’ll thank God for you!”
As we sat down together, he explained.
Ready to make his first cut into my unconscious wife, the surgeon suddenly heard a voice.
“Look up!” It commanded.
He paused and looked up. To his shock and horror, the anesthesia was incorrectly set to a lethal amount, sending an overdose of the drug flowing into my wife’s sleeping body. Immediately, he stopped the operation.
If not for the voice, my wife would have died on the operating table.
“As a surgeon,” he said, “I always depend on God’s guidance. That is why you should give thanks to God!”
The operation was postponed, and my wife was discharged from the hospital the next day.
But there was more. We were about to witness another miracle of God’s love and protection.
Once home, all my wife’s symptoms vanished! We waited for the pain to recur, but it never did. Even the fibroid lumps disappeared, and nine years later she is still pain free.
This experience taught me that when we open ourselves to the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ with our whole heart, we can receive miraculous protection and healing. In every moment of life, the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ’s love is always there. It is so reassuring.