REMARKABLE TESTIMONY OF SISTER DEBORAH SAMUEL (2)

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TOPIC: REMARKABLE TESTIMONY OF SISTER DEBORAH SAMUEL (2)

TEXT: PSALM 103: 6-10 

WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 4TH

Key verse: Psalm 149:2 Praise ye Him all His angels; praise ye Him, all His hosts.

After the accident, the vehicle was silent like a graveyard; I could not hear a single sound from anyone. I looked around me and saw that everything was scattered; many passengers had been thrown out with bags littered everywhere and the vehicle was upside-down. I continued to shout, “Jesus!” for a long time. People came to help survivors; I could see and hear them clearly but when they came to me and heard me shouting ‘Jesus’, they abandoned me because they were Muslims. I remembered that my husband was with me. I shouted, “Jesus! Where is my husband?” I heard my husband’s voice responding, “Mummy! I am here.” I turned and saw him lying on his back. As our eyes met, he slept off until we got to the hospital in Mafara. 

Meanwhile, onlookers refused to help me because I was calling on Jesus for help. They attended to the dead bodies and luggage. As they picked up my purse and handset, I told them in Hausa that those were mine so they gave them to me. With the handset, I called Sister Elizabeth Cheson. Meanwhile, fuel began to leak from the tank. They realized that the vehicle might explode and decided to turn the vehicle upright but moving it would make the vehicle fall on me. They began to push the vehicle but God helped me to move a few meters away before the vehicle landed where I was a few minutes ago. Even at that, I continued to shout the name of my Redeemer, “Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!” The Lord intervened and brought a few Christians to help me. My leg was broken and was dangling freely. It was only joined together by the flesh.

The road safety corps brought an ambulance and took us to the hospital. Only my husband and I survived the accident; all others died. I don’t know why Jesus loves me so much. I am forever grateful to God for His mercies and compassion. It was at the hospital that my husband revived yet it took time before he recovered himself. He then asked me to call our Daddy, Pastor Paul Rika, a deeper life pastor in Mafara and Sokoto brethren. The deeper life pastor came with a bone-setter before the brethren arrived. We were discharged that day and the brethren chartered a vehicle and took us back to Sokoto, along with the bone-setter.

Thought for the day: Underneath the believers are the everlasting arms of God

Song for the day: My life is now a testimony …

Bible reading for the day: Isaiah 29-30; Ephesians 6

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