You Can Be Healed of Aids!
I was flipping the television channel to watch my favourite show when my grandmother came rushing into the room. I knew that was the end of my show! Every time she comes home from Arulagam, She always had an interesting story to tell. So, I sheepishly got up from the bed to hear her story. This time she did'nt say much. 'I am invited for the Hospice Inauguration, would you like to join in?', she quipped. I was around 17 years old that time, But I never knew what an hospice was. I had never heard that word. I guessed that it was some hospital. I hated to go to hospitals. Never been there that much and the last time was for my uncle's funeral so, I plainly refused.
Later that night, I was asking her more about the hospice and later I never thought of it again. After a few weeks, My grandma visited the hospice and told me about the kids there and also the other inmates. So, I wanted to visit it for myself.
I thought about the people there, the chapel she told me of and the children with AIDS. She had shown me some of the pictures. As I went to school, I thought of them sometimes.
After around six months, I finished my school and junior college. Before joining the university, I decided to volunteer in the hospice. I wanted to help the people in the hospice. My grandma spoke to her friend so that I could volunteer there for about two months before my university. I was looking forward to my trip to the hospice.
The day I reached the hospice, I felt very depressed. This was so different from my world. I was supposed to help in the children's section. A seven year old boy Sundar, an eight month old baby Priyanka, her brother Sathish around 4+ and another 5 year old boy Sakthi were the ones I was to care for. They did not go to school. They kind of fell sick quite often. I taught them some songs and to pray before they sleep each night. I was not alone. There was another lady who was permanently taking care of the children. She stayed with the children, but she was also managing the hospice.
I used to air dry the clothes in the terrace above the chapel and usually Sathish followed me there. He looked over at the tombstones far away. That was the hospice cemetary..just near the gate. He told me his Mom was there. I felt sad for him. He loves to tell me that they put his mom in a box and put her there..over and over again. I think he was too young to feel a thing. I wished his Mom was alive to see him grow.
I knew Jesus healed many people in the Bible. But I was not sure he would today. I never thought of it at all. I felt sorry for them. I wanted to do something to make them feel better but I never knew that God wanted to help them as well. I was so absorbed with how much I loved them. I never stopped to think of God or what he felt or anything like that. I heard stuff like sickness was part of life..and one of the reasons people fall sick is because they are sinful. I made friends with other people in the hospice as well. Most of them were HIV positive as well as the children I played with.
Most of the inmates told me that they had a sinful past, some were prostitutes formerly. The common thing they all said was, they deserved to have AIDS, because of their lifestyle..or something like that. No one told me that they did not want to die or that they wanted to get well. The fact that their illness was terminal - I think they came to terms with that pretty soon. They worked in the hospice if they could else they rested. There were doctors there to take care of them as well. I could see the sadness in their eyes, but no one talked much. I was pretty busy, playing with the children. They were not too sick except that they had boils sometimes.
Finally two months were over and I came home for university. I wish I knew then, what I know now. I never knew that God loved them. I mean I know God loves everybody. But I never knew that he loved them so much he did something for them to be healed and they did not have to qualify for it. I used to think God heals some people and for others, It is his will that they must be sick. In fact, I thought they were learning something precious from God.
Within a year of my leaving, all the kids in the hospice passed on. I did not expect it so soon. I felt very sad and hopeless. I wanted to do something for them, but I thought terminal diseases were terminal.
But I know something now which can change your life. Jesus loves you and he did not put the disease on you. God does not teach lessons by giving sickness. He hated sickness so much. He did not want you to suffer. So he personally carried all your diseases on his own body on the cross. You need not qualify to be healed. He has paid the price for everyone to be healed with his own blood. It does not matter how immoral you are. You cannot buy God's blessings. It is a gift and it does not depend on your behaviour at all. Jesus loves to heal you, that's why he died.
God loved you so much. He sent his only beloved Son to be punished in your place. He has taken all sicknesses and diseases including AIDS on his own body. Because he has taken it, You need not bear it anymore. It is God's will for you to be healed!
Surely our sicknesses he hath borne, And our pains -- he hath carried them, And we -- we have esteemed him plagued, Smitten of God, and afflicted. And he was pierced for our transgressions, Bruised for our iniquities, The chastisement of our peace was on him, And by his bruise there is healing to us!
Thank God for your healing right now. Daddy God, Thank you that you loved me, before I loved you. Thank you that you loved me so much that you sent your only Son to be my sacrifice. Jesus, Thank you, you loved me so much, you came all the way from heaven, just to die for me. Thank you that you were punished for all my past, present and future sins. I am forgiven, because of your blood. Thank you that I am righteous, because you were judged. Thank you Lord that you carried all my diseases, including AIDS on your own body on the cross, because you loved me and by your stripes, I declare that I am healed. I receive my healing right now. I am your child. Thank you Daddy God.
Remember, God wants to heal you because he loves you!