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A fortnight of detour!

It has been the strangest month to say the least.I should have been in the UK but I found myself in the odd position of having done the wrong ielts and therefore my stint was postponed.
It was a prayer answered for my aunt who had an appointment with Kenny for her spine.She had a disc prolapse in C3 and C4 and was somehow convinced she would be healed in CMC although she could have got the surgery done in the best of institutions in Delhi free of cost,thanks to uncle's CGHS facilities.Churches were praying for her.
Kenny was a little apprehensive about the surgery slot because he was travelling and the slots were filled up till May."Incase" ,he said there is too much of delay he could make arrangements in baptist ,bangalore with a friend of his.It was a joy to meet Kenny as usual and just when  the greetings were over Kenny got a phone call. Someone had just then cancelled a surgery. My aunt got the slot right away.Kenny kindly arranged for admissions the same day so there was no usual strife of running around.My cousin and family saw the hand of God at every step.The Lord was faithful as usual.The surgery went smoothly by the grace of God.My aunt entered the premises of CMC on a wheelchair and left it walking with such gratitude to God and God's people in her heart.My cousin has started a chain whereby she has decided to help another church person with chronic kidney disease to come over to CMC for treatment.
What better way could a fortnight of my life be spent.The Lord had his own share of blessings and surprises along the way.I met up with Dr Sam David,ran into Arpit Mathew in his office and met Sarah aka.The Elim AG church in Vellore was a big blessing.
Kenny as usual was extremely kind and thoughtful.Alex and Roshni were there to fall back on .
We felt ministered unto in CMC .All of us go back with a lot of gratitude in our hearts...and I move on one step at a time...assured that 'My time is in His hands'and the Lord will lead me on.

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