I was also directed
to read Psalm 1.
On “righteousness” I
was a bit confused until I read the Psalm, and on further discussion with Ulo,
she pointed out that righteousness is indeed God's grace which He gives to whom
He pleases. That is why our own righteousness is like a filthy rag to Him. We
cannot get it by ourselves. It is only by His grace.
Kechi was in the
Operating Room (OR) for four hours!
When she was wheeled
into the Trauma Intensive Care Unit (TICU), Sister Glory came and led me to
where Kechi was lying. What a sight!
She was completely
covered, with a sheet up to her neck. Her whole body was wrapped with bandages
under the sheet. She was connected to about ten different machines, including
one that was breathing for her! Her body was
considerably swollen. She didn't even look as if she was alive. But I knew that
inside that body, Kechi was alive and fighting for her life. I leaned over and
said directly into her ear, “Kechi, This is Mom.
You are going to have to fight, sweetheart. I will not leave you. We will go
through this valley of the shadow of death together. You are alive and you will
remain that way because that is God's plan for you. He
Then
God started to send His angels………………..
Uloma contacted
Lanre, her colleague at Microsoft, who was, at that time, based in their
Johannesburg office, and he came to the hospital. Ulo had made arrangements for
him to give me R1000. He also put R500 worth of airtime in my phone. Lanre insisted on
taking me to eat even when I insisted that I was not hungry. After that, he
took me back to the hotel.
Another angel was
waiting for me in the hotel. Betty, whose husband and my brother's wife are
siblings. I had even forgotten that Betty and Ike lived in Johannesburg! She had traced me
through the hospital and had been frantic when I was not at the hotel,
wondering where I was, and knowing that I did not know anyone in Johannesburg.
She went with me to my room and told me that she was available any time I
needed her, day or night.
When she took her
leave, I unpacked, had a shower, and lay down, knowing that with all going on
in my head, I would never be able to sleep.
To be continued...
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