Thursday, March 29, 2018

From Serpent to the Savior

My Family with my mom. Sitting is my mom, 
From left: My youngest Jadon, Hulda my wife, Me, Joshua my eldest son
She hold her baby in her lap. Her baby had his eyes locked straight. Looks dead. Was born at 4pm and now it is 8pm. Crying and crying for four hours she was exhausted. She was all alone. Everyone just left. All the neighbor women tried to wake the child up but in vain. They beat him, pinched him, hold him upside down. They tried every trick they know. Nothing worked. They said, "do not cry. You already have four children. Just take it as you did not give birth to him at all." They left her alone and helpless.

Now with tears and with a deep agony she said unto God, "Lord if you let him live, I will give him back to you to serve you". That's it. She heard baby cried. What a joy she felt. Her name is Martha Manorama. That's my mom. It's my birth story. Prayer works.

When I was 9years old, in 1979 there came a cyclone. My house was a thatched house and about to collapse. We are 11 members in the family: parents and nine children. We thought of moving all the stuff into the nearby school building to save ourselves. So along with my brothers and sisters, I took up some stuff and ran into school. I did like that few times. When I was about to do it one last time, I heard my maternal uncle, Jonathan from the top of his building was shouting at me to go into home. I looked up and saw an iron roof from the movie theatre was up in the wind. I turned back and ran. But the roof came and cut my left leg at the ankle. When I looked at my leg it was hanging. I tried to jump with my right leg to go but I could not. I fell down on the floor. Then my maternal uncle with the help of a rikshaw driver took me to the road to find any vehicle to take me to the hospital. There were some trucks moving on the road which are assigned to move people to the hillside because there was a threat that sea would come up. They took me to a private hospital. They said that they cannot do anything. Then they took me to the government hospital. They said that the only option is to remove my leg. Then my another maternal uncle Vijayachandra asked them to try healing me because I'm still very young. Then they said they will try. They stitched my hanging foot with the leg. But the skin over that part rotted I guess after three days. Then came some specialists from government hospital from Guntur. They took me to their hospital in a vehicle. I remember it was still raining. I was on the bed for 9 months. I am healed but with an exception that I cannot move my ankle. It is stuck. 

Our family lives in a small town called Ongole, in the state of Andhra Pradesh, India. In 2011 there was a Zion family meeting in Ongole. My elder brother Gripson Thella was given this thought by Holy Spirit that our whole family (my Grand father's family, that is my dad and his two brothers) meet once in a year and worship our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He named our families as "Zion Family". At that time I have noticed that each family has one person with a history of leg injury. Then I remembered the scripture in Genesis that serpent would bruise on the heel. Then I approached my dad and asked if there is any connection between our family and the serpents. Then My dad revealed that our grand fathers worshiped serpent god. That's how my dad also got his name Subbaiah, which is a variant name for serpent. 

Yes that serpent has bruised my heel. But that's the only a half of the prophecy. The rest is now happening that I have been bruising his head. I have been a worship leader for a long time. Some of the songs you can find in this Link. Worship bruises the head of the serpent. From my elder brother Gripson Thella to my youngest sister Carolyne, all of us were in the worshipping team in their respected time in the church. Pastor Gripson Thella, my elder brother paved the way that we might get into worship. He led worship in most of the Christian meetings in Ongole and in different villages at that time. My eldest sister Helen Jasmine made an album. I think this is all God's plan to bruise the serpent who ruled our families for years. 

His temple