Date: 01 January 2015
My fellowship in Masvingo South at Zveuru Congregation and our pastor is brother Mundowa. My child fell sick in March 2013, with diarrhoea and vomiting. When I took him to hospital they gave him the sugar and salt solution and we returned home. The child did not improve and after four months we went to a bigger hospital (Masvingo General Hospital) but we were referred back to Chivi Hospital. When I got back home I heard that there was an outreach prayer meeting. The pastor asked me to bring the child but I was hesitant because the child had deteriorated so much. He had lost weight from 11kgs to just around 4kgs. I was now ashamed to carry the baby around in public. However, on the Sunday I attended service. The following day the child improved but on Tuesday he started vomiting and having a running tummy again. I took the child to hospital. On the way I met my sister. She was not happy to see the child in that condition. She started blaming the message for the child’s illness. She really ran down the message. This pricked me to heart.
On my way back home I was desiring that God do something about the situation that His name may not be berated. The testimony of Florence Nightingale came into my mind. When I got home I asked the pastor for the book Prophet Visits South Africa. He gave me and the next Sunday I took the child to hospital again. On the way I noticed that the child had passed on. I prayed to God telling Him that if the child dies the message would be reproached. The child started breathing again. A sister came to accompany me to the hospital. On the way the child would get worse and we would stop to pray. The hospital is about 14km from our village. Finally we arrived and the childs temperature was about 42oc. They chose to admit the child. While they were working on the admission papers I noticed that the child had passed on again. When the nurses came they checked the child and declared that he was dead. They started wrapping him up to take him to the mortuary but I asked them to give me 30 minutes with the baby. They refused and insisted I hand over the child. I could not so they went to fetch the mortuary attendant. I took this opportunity to kneel down and pray. Within minutes the child’s life was restored. When they returned they were shocked to see the child alive. They started to look for the childs veins so that they could put him on drip. They said his veins had collapsed so I too the book Prophet Visits South Africa and put it under his head and the book Souls that are in Prison Now on his hand. I called them to look again. Then they found the veins. After the 4th drip he regained his strength. He began to improve from the on. I stayed in the hospital till the weekend.
On Sunday I was worried I would miss service. Around 9 in the morning I saw someone peeping into the ward. T was not visiting time yet but he came in and greeted me by name. He told me the child will be well and asked me to open my Bile to Psalms 127 and Mark 16. He began to preach to me verse by verse. After he left I realized it was the Lord who had visited me. The child was discharge and is now well.
Source: http://www.eastleatabernacle.org/pages/testimonies.php
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