Diya , 28 ,layed in bed covered up in a duvet, the cold, cloudy weather matched her mood,as she lay in bed the cloudy skies soon began to release rain and in symphony with the tears of the sky she let out a loud cry this time, staining her pillow with hot tears. Beside her bed lay a bottle of whiskey, she drank a lot that day.
She'd lost her mom to stage 4 cancer a week ago and had cried the whole week, drinking and staying in bed till sleep overwhelmed her. She couldn't fathom why the God her mother served would leave her to die in such manner….
Her mother had found Jesus after being invited to a neighborhood church and three years later she was in the hospital after being diagnosed of cancer ,she remembered all the times her mother preached to her about Christ and his healing and saving power, and how she always talked about living with God forever in Heaven.....Her Mother's faith seemed like tales to her more than ever after her death which was actually peaceful .At this point in her life she needed answers or a hug at least to drown all the pain and anger she was feeling, she decided to go to her mom's room.
She stopped crying after the rain subsided,got up from her bed and went to the door, slowly opened it and walked out of her room , opposite her room was her Mom's, she stared for a while at her mom's room door before mustering courage to open it, stepping inside the first thing that greeted her was a sticky note with John 3:16 written on it.
She had heard her mother say that verse of the scripture a thousand times to her and to other people, but for the first time in her life she picked up her Mother's KJV Brown Bible and searched frantically for that verse of the scripture .
She finally stumbled on it and read it out loud,she kept opening the Bible page after page scanning through some verses before closing it up .She made to leave the room but her eyes fell on a tract on the bed named “The Roman's Road” ,she picked it up and read it , as she read tears dropped from her eyes ,it was as if she finally saw the truth for herself.
" Jesus, help me, come into my heart ,I need you” as she cried out uncontrollably as she fell to the floor.
The final writings on the Tract had a salvation call and she read it out loud asking Jesus to come into her life. She stood up from her mother's room with a Peace she never felt, it was as if Jesus was right there in the room waiting for her to call.
At her mom's funeral,three days later she read out that verse of the scripture, John 3:16, she talked about the life she lived and how sin took away her peace. She spoke about her mother's death and how peaceful she looked while dying from such terminal disease. She spoke about how she found Jesus right in her house and how he replaced the pain in her heart with peace and hope before announcing an altar call.
That day,three new souls were won into God's kingdom and Diya beamed with joy, in the midst of her worst pain, Jesus came through for her....
Her salvation story was one she'd tell for the rest of her life ,Jesus was all she needed......