On April 1st, 1987, my wife and I were overjoyed with the birth of our firstborn-a son we named Lai Zhen Seng. Our joy, however, was short-lived. When the nurse gave him his first feeding, he could not take in the milk. Every mouthful of it was thrown up. Upon thorough examination, the doctor discovered that certain parts of his internal digestive tract were not properly connected and the milk could not reach his stomach. We were told that the baby had to be operated upon immediately or he would die. He was less than 24 hours old! How could this tiny life survive this cruel ordeal? However, thank God, the Holy Spirit comforted me and gave me strength to entrust this little life into the hands of the Almighty, the Lord and Giver of Life. Medical science may be highly advanced but a doctor still cannot give life to a dying patient. Only the Lord Jesus can do so. Having been strengthened by the Holy Spirit, my wife and I wholly entrusted the life of our child to the Lord.
The doctors operated on him the next day. When he was brought out from the operating theatre, he was hardly the figure we knew. His little head was bandaged and numerous tubes of various sizes were protruding from his bodyâ€”he was buried in a mass of entangled tubes. He looked more like an alien from outer space! It was a heart-wrenching sight and my heart bled with compassion for him. When one preacher saw our baby, he shook his head and advised us to be prepared for the worst. Other brothers and sisters said the same thing. The baby was in the intensive care unit for a few days. He was fed through two tubes; one fixed to his neck and another to his abdomenâ€”a pitiful sight to all who saw him.
Our neighbors advised us not to believe in Jesus any longer and to turn to idols instead for helpâ€”or the baby would surely die. However, we held fast to our trust in the Lord and did not waver in our faith.
Praise the Lord for His mercy and bounteous grace that through the prayers of our brothers and sisters in Christ, our baby gradually recovered after 28 days in the hospital. Now he is an active, adorable and healthy eight-year-old boy. Praise and glory to the Almighty God!
Jesus says, "I am the resurrection and the life" (Jn 11:25).
"No man has the power to retain the spirit, or authority over the day of death" (Eccl 8:8).