I wrote in my journal, “Start seeing God in the little things, as it makes it so much easier to believe for the bigger things.”
Little did I know how important that sentence would prove to be, and way sooner than I could have wanted.
I had to call the paramedics; the symptoms were just too severe to ignore.
The doctors rushed my wife into an emergency room, connected a ton of cables, and ran various tests. They walked around nervously, exchanging with one another various coded numbers referring to the state of her body. They quickly connected the drip because she wasn’t responding to verbal communication. I was walking around the bed and praying.
One of the nurses who came to attend to my wife looked at me and said, “Amen, I do not see that very often.” She referred to the fact that I was praying.
She turned out to be a believer and was doing her shift in the emergency room at the time we arrived. This was God’s provision.
Emergency room
I have developed a great deal of respect for the medical staff who work there. Business is a constant process of arranging chaos into order, but this emergency room was on a completely different level. The hall was filled with people coming from different accidents. Paramedic teams were bringing in new patients on stretchers.
Next to my wife, there was an elderly gentleman who was bleeding severely from his mouth. Apparently, he lost consciousness, fell on his face, and broke his teeth. His mouth was bleeding for hours, and the doctors couldn’t stop it.
Suddenly, I heard a lady in a corridor weeping and begging, “Do not hurt my partner.” Her clothes were covered in blood. She was nervously walking around, still in visible shock from what had happened. The paramedics struggled to attend to her. Her face was disfigured and covered in bruises from the beating she had received. Her entire face was so severely swollen that it looked like there was a very thick layer of extra padding around her face from the punches and beatings she had received. I walked and continued to pray.
Saying Goodbye
We arrived at the emergency room at around 10 p.m. The COVID test came back positive. We had to wait for nearly 7 hours, until finally there was an empty bed, so my wife could be admitted, as she was still unconscious.
I was allowed to assist the doctors up to the ward, but when we entered the COVID ward, they told me that I could not go any further because of a strict protocol, as no visitors were allowed in the isolated ward. It took place during the full COVID restriction days.
We were standing in a dark, cold corridor. It was around 5 a.m. I kissed my wife a rushed goodbye, hoping to say a few words before we got separated, but she did not respond to my touch or my words. I tried again, thinking she was sleeping, but she didn’t respond; she was still unconscious. I was told we had to part. I did not know what was going on with her body nor when I’d see her again.
The nurses exchanged empathic looks with each other and gently hinted that it was time for me to leave.
When I finished saying a quick final prayer over my wife, I looked to my left. In the dark corridor, there was a nurse standing and observing the whole scene. I had not seen her before.
An Angel Nurse
She was standing there as if an angel appeared. The peace resting on her face was so intense, it touched my heart. I was already told to leave my wife behind, I did not have much time for a conversation. I stepped forward toward the nurse, looked at her, and asked directly,
“Are you born again?”
She looked at me, “What a strange question to ask.”
She paused and answered softly, “Yes I am.”
I looked at her, and asked, “Can you pray for my wife?”
She peacefully said yes.
My heart was filled with incredible gratitude and peace. I walked away with my heart assured and I entered into a supernatural rested in the middle of the chaos and uncertainty. Again, I knew I am not alone, I saw God’s hand in the little things.
It was a cold and wet early morning; it was just past 5 a.m. the dawn broke out. It was raining outside. I called Uber, got into a car, sank in the back seat, and reflected on what took place. My heart was filled with peace and assurance that everything was going to be okay.
I got home and fell asleep very easily. No drama, no questions, no worries, no fear. I quickly entered into a deep and peaceful rest. It was supernatural.
Later on, something dropped to my heart, I felt that when the nurse was doing her night shift, she got prompted to get up and walk. I felt as if the Lord told her, “My children are coming; I would like you to meet them; I want them to know that I am with them and I love them.”. I thank God for her obedience. It meant the world to me.
Birthday Verse
The next day, it was my wife’s birthday. We had booked a hotel. We were both looking forward to going away and celebrating the special day, but now the trip had to be postponed.
I woke up and went to the park for a prayer walk. No men could meet me where I was in my heart. I needed to hear a fresh word from God. My heart was hungry. I love to walk and pray. I shared my heart with Him, and said, “Lord, today is my wife’s birthday.” Can you please give me a word from you for my wife for her birthday?”
I knew the hospital ward would not allow any visitors because of the strict COVID protocols, but I knew I needed to be there on the special day, so before calling the hospital, I declared, “I have a favor with God, favor with men.” I called and asked to see my wife, I heard a cold, “No, no one is allowed to visit.”
I paused and said, “Today is my wife’s birthday; can I come at least for a short while?” There was a long silence, followed by “alright, you can come in, but only for a short while.”
When I was getting ready to leave home for the hospital, I suddenly received in my heart a really beautiful word from God for my wife, a word for her birthday from the book of Isaiah. It was so powerful and so assuring. I wept over it filled with joy. That experience was so amazing that again, a supernatural peace enveloped me, and I entered into a supernatural rest. I felt as if I was hidden in a bubble. I was floating over the circumstances.
Peter
On my way to the hospital, I stopped at a shop to buy flowers, a birthday cake, candles, and some birthday goodies to make a small celebration. On the way out of the shop, there was a beggar sitting on the pavement and asking for money. I gave him a pack of coconut cookies. He looked at me and said, “Can you get me water?”. I hesitated, as I was running a bit late. I had agreed with the doctor that I would come at 11 a.m., and I still had around a 30-minute walk. He insisted and firmly asked “can you please get me water?”.
I went back and got him a bottle of water. I kneeled in front of him on the pavement. I looked into his face and wanted to share a few words with him. Suddenly, out of my heart a stream of words started flowing for him. I told him that he had a gift of service in him; I told him that he cares for people, that he loves to look after relationships, and that he likes to be helpful. I spoke to his gift. It was beautiful to watch how hope entered his heart, his face became radiant, he came more and more alive, his wrinkled face smiled. He nodded, confirming that he could relate to what I was saying. God used me to remind him of what had been hidden in him for a very long time. I encouraged him to give the gift away, as Proverbs 18:16 says: your gift will make room for you.
It was a busy morning; there were lots of people passing us by. We were sitting in front of the Asda supermarket. it was a special divine moment; suddenly, everyone disappeared. I didn’t notice anyone around. It was just me and Peter. When I offered to accept Jesus into his heart, he said yes; he also received the gift of the Holy Spirit and prayed in tongues.
I made my way to the hospital, it was beautiful to see what the prayer did to his heart, how he came alive, but it also did wonders to my heart too. I forgot about my situation, I focued on serving Peter and in the process I was refilled and refreshed without realising it. The Bible says the one who refreshes others will also be refreshed. Proverbs 11:25.
Birthday Celebration
I was allowed to enter the isolated COVID ward. My wife was awake, we had a cake together, we blew the candle, had some good food, only to be shortly told off by a nurse that I was not supposed to be giving any food as my wife was connected to a drip. Nevermind, my wife got her treat.
I was allowed to stay for over six hours. We had a beautiful time together, I shared the word that the Lord had given me for her, I played videos with birthday wishes from many of our friends and family members, it was a beautiful time.
When I looked back, something dropped to my heart. The total time it took to get a drink for Peter, encourage his heart and pray with him might have been around 6 min, I was allowed a generous 6 hours to spend with my wife on the day of her birthday. God took the little and multiplied it.
I had experienced a similar heavenly multiplication in the past . When I was making my way to see my wife during a previous hospital visit, I felt like the Lord asked me to buy food for a homeless guy. First I thought it was me and I tried to ignore the voice, I continued walking on but the prompting was strong, so I turned around and obeyed. I bought 4 sausage rolls and gave it to 2 different people. In the evening of the same day, we received two very generous meals sent to our home from two different friends. God was teaching me to trust Him. The lessons: we cannot outgive God.
This Shame Does Not Belong to You
The next day it was Sunday. I decided to show up announced. On my way, I declared again favor with God and favor with men. When I was about to enter the hospital, I saw a very young pregnant girl who looked like she was around 16 years old. She was sitting with an older woman, both of them were smoking cigarettes. I passed them by, rushing to enter the hospital, but I strongly felt in my heart that I should go back and talk to them. So I did, I look at the younger girl and I asked her if she wanted to stop smoking and I offered a prayer. She looked at me, said a cold “No”, looked away, and ignored me.
I thought I must have heard it wrongly, so I was about to walk away, but the older lady who was sitting next to the teenager said “I want to stop.” She turn out to be the grandmother, who brought her pregnant granddaughter to the hospital. Suddenly, a string of words started flowing from my heart for the grandmother, I told her about her gift of administration, about her love that she has. I prayed with her, she also accepted Christ in her heart. When I was walking away I looked at the teenager and received words for her too. I told her the shame didn’t belong to her, I told her it was a false identity that attached itself to her.
Pull Out The Bible
Just before I entered the COVID ward, In the lift I received a strong impression in my heart to pull out my bible from the backpack and keep it under my arm.
I knocked on the door. A nurse gently opened the door and through a small opening asked “how can I help?”. I said “I came to visit my wife”, she said “visitors are not allowed, you cannot enter”. I looked at her, and said “I came to pray for my wife”, she looked at me, I had my bible by my right-hand side like a priest. I said “today is Sunday”. She said “alright, but I give you only 30 minutes.” Again, God’s favor, I was allowed to come into the isolated ward.
Familiar Face
The next day, I showed up again unannounced, again I declared favor with God and men and arrived at the ward. When I knocked on the door, a really joyful person who looked like a cleaner opened the door and asked me with a massive smile ”are you coming for Christine?”, I said no “I came to see Mari”. Without skipping a bit, she told me to follow her and I was escorted in front of all the doctors and nurses right into my wife’s room. Again, I was allowed to come into the isolated COVID ward and spend beautiful time with my wife every single day.
I was told that many family members who had someone in a COVID ward were separated for a long time and could by no mean see their loved ones, in some cases, they lost them without saying a final goodbye. I thank God for the supernatural favor that I received.
During this visit, I saw a familiar face, the peace filled born-again nurse, who stood in the dark corridor at 5 am when my wife got admitted, she was working again.
Reflection
My wife got discharged and returned home. I want to say thank you to everyone for the prayers and standing with us.
Now it is my turn to encourage you to start seeing God in the little things, as it makes it so much easier to believe for the bigger things. All the glory goes to God.
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