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The Hillock and The Pit

The Hillock & The Pit

          

The Hillock & The Pit

               “Lead me to the rock higher than I” –Psalms 61:2

       One day in the month of April,1993, I was sitting with my children, on the mat in the front room. (Chelamayya’s rented house) The front door was opened ajar.  We were so quiet, immobile, static, no talking and no movement of a little finger too, we stuck to one another as if we were glued with Fevicol.(John 9 years old and Happy 10 and half years old) 

             What were we doing that midsummer noon in that room?  We were peeping through the slightly jarred door, right into the small pomegranate tree green leaves and it’s little red flowers.  A very small sparrow like bird, round and with long thin and sharp beak is on the little twigs; flapping its feathery wings quickly over a little red flower and drinking the nectar from it with its long beak.  It’s called honey bird; in those days we did not have TVs,or mobiles to distract us from enjoying nature. It’s a rare natural phenomenon to be witnessed to our hearts content; sticking our heads together.

        This little bird was so keen in its *industrious work,” I exclaimed after the little bird flew away. “What does it mean?” – sufficing the answer to their awestruck eyes; I tried to explain to them how industrious,  this little bird is, in collecting the nectar from the flowers, the work God entrusted to it.  After much admiration to the honey bird it’s quick flipping wings the way it somersaulting in the air to get nectar from tender flowers for awhile my attention turned to its hard work, I expressed my astonishment for the work it’s doing so meticulously and concentrating.After much applause to the hard work of the honey bird, I tried to give a pep talk on how much carefully keenly,and honestly we should work which is entrusted to us. Taking live example from that little bird for its hard work I exhorted them that they too should interest in the work given to them. I told them the work given to them is nothing but studying class books.Therefore they too should show their interest in their studies like that little honey bird.  I ended the talk, promising them that if they listen to me to study English and Telugu and Social studies and science  for the next class they were about to go after the summer, I would take them to Vizag and I would allow them to see wonderful things by climbing the little hillocks near grandma’s house.

       They were so happy with this pep talk and they started to study the text books and prepare for the coming next academic year.

       May 4th was the day we planned to be with my mother, as that day, the last year my dear dad left us for the Heavenly Abode. On that day we sisters were sitting in the hall of the second floor and talking about some sorrowful events of the last year.

       At this juncture John came and asked me ‘Mom you told us that we can climb the hill nearby if we did our studies at home.  Shall I go now?  He was in a hurry to get my permission.   I nodded my tearful head… without giving much thought to his demand.

       Usually children when they ask our permission to go out and play, I used to give a number of instructions of fair play and pray for them and entrust them to the hands of God and send them out. But that day I did not do any of those things in my sorrowful mood. So John dashed out to play.

     After an hour suddenly my sister shrieked loudly. “Leelakka Look, Look where these children are..” she was in shock looking through the window.  I rushed to her and saw John was on the top slope of the hill and Paul was further beyond to his reach. All the other children were climbing one by one after John like little monkeys, there we saw Joshi, Princy and Shiny too my sister’s children.. Only Happy was not with them. She was as usual in a room immersed in a story book to read.

       I too was shocked seeing them on the hillock and yelled at Happy, ‘ Go Happy, call your brother to come home at once” Thus saying desperately I climbed up on the terrace where the view was more clearer than through the window.  So grasping the urgency of the situation, Happy ran to the foot of the hill, and shouted “John John, come down.”  I too was clapping from the terrace and making signs to him to come down at once.

When I promised that they could climb the hill ,the small hillock on which our house has its foundation was in my mind, I never thought that John would take adventure to the far away hill.

       I saw him turned 90 degrees and was trying to climb down now, and at one moment he tried to look back at Paul whether he too was coming down or not. The very next minute I saw him uncontrollably running down the hill. Then I saw the red dust rising into the air, he was not visible to me anymore as there were houses hiding the hill.   Happy was crying aloud, “Mom! John is not visible; do not know where he is”

       I ran down the steps of three floors at once and ran into the valley shouting aloud, “Jesus, Jesus save my child” my voice echoed in the valley. I cried unto the Lord in my distress and fear for the life of my son. Everyone was coming out from their houses to see the calamity.

When I reached the place everyone was shouting, ‘ The boy fell in the ditch, he is unconscious”

             Somebody reached me and told me the boy was in the ditch of the house foundations, which were dug freshly and where they put thorny bushes to cover. They also informed me that the boy was unconscious in the great pit … I was shouting aloud, the name Jesus repeatedly, Jesus, Jesus help my child, save my child.

       I could not run any more; my knees were frozen, I was squatted on the ground in shock and not able to get up.  Somebody brought John, on their arms; he was listless, unconscious, with blood on his shirt which was oozing from his temple… I called him ‘John’ loudly while tears were gushing out, but no response.

       My two brothers-in-law were there and picked up the boy, and I got on a scooter having John on my shoulder rushed to a local clinic.

       I did not know what was going on.  The doctor tried to revive John but he would not. In between he was given a cool drink and he vomited it into a big pool of water.

       The doctor said vomiting is not a good sign as  he is unconscious. He said he could not do anything now, and we could take him home and put him under 24 hours observation. If he would revive it was well and good otherwise we were supposed to take him to King George Hospital.

       Meanwhile a nurse by name Jyothi who was our relative called me on phone, and said like this. “Sister, a person who is unconscious after the fall and vomiting is not a good sign, In fact its dangerous situation.  There might be inner injuries in the head, which might not be visible now, but it would be fatal.  So take him to the KGH immediately. I know a boy who was hit by a car, there were no bruises or injuries on his body, so the doctor just gave first aid and sent him home, but later that night the boy died due to inner bleeding in the brain.  As a senior Staff Nurse I warn you, take John to KGH . Being unconscious and vomiting is fatal.” Thus she insisted me to take him King George Hospital immediately.

       I do not know what made me sit with my son without moving an inch, beside him, the whole night I was praying while tears were flowing unceasingly.

       I was praying at his bedside. Imagine my condition, there; everybody was sleeping, my mother now and then peeping into the room to see us. My husband was informed about this tragic news as he was in Vijayawada with his sisters. I was alone. Reading the chapter 53 of Isaiah soothingly into my son’s ears.

       Suddenly John tried to open his eyes at midnight.  His eyelids were stuck to one another and his left eye was swollen in a horrible manner and could not lift his eyelid. Do not know the condition of the eye, because it was severely wounded and shut down.

       It was midnight, I sat beside him praying in low voice, He recognized me and said, “Mom, God gave me a promise that ‘When I walk, my steps will not be hampered, when I run I will not stumble’ Then why I fall into the pit, the ditch, from the hill?-God promised me, I will not; then why?”

       My mother’s heart wrenched into pieces and it was bleeding, what answer can I give to him? He, in this condition remembering the promise given by God and asking me why the promise is nullified? What answer can I give to him?

       With tears I looked at his bruised face and the clotted blood on his blue shirt, at his dusted hair, my heart was broken. Could not utter a single word outwardly. But I tried to answer him before he relapsed into unconsciousness again. I tried to answer him and whispered a prayer to the Lord, “Help me Lord:”- and answered him, like this:

I do not know kanna, I really do not know but one thing I can do, John; I will ask God and answer you.”

       He stared at me for a second, and with contentment retreated back into unconscious mind, and closed his eyes. The swollen eye could not be open, and there was blood on his shirt still.

       Tears rolling down, leaving my unconscious child on the bed; with deep sighs I ran into another secluded room where I closed the doors and prostrated on the floor, wailing and weeping in His presence.

As it was the middle of the night I could not disturb others in the house those who were sleeping. My deep sighs burning in my bosom and I was about to tear into pieces.

(That was the promise he got when he was 7 years old, now he is 9 years old, I remember the day he got the promise. I will write about that promise before I continue to write what answer I gave to him, that  answer God gave me to tell him.—)

       {“Mom, Mom.”  I can hear his voice right from the gate of the compound wall. I was in the kitchen; I see the excitement in his voice. As I was cooking dinner, I could not leave the stove so I answered him back, ‘Yes, common, I am in the kitchen. What’s the matter?’

       He is already in the kitchen both his arms around my knees, shouting with joy, “Mom my teacher told me we will have picnic on Saturday”

  I was astonished and able to understand his enthusiasm. Because we were keeping the Sabbath in Toto on Sunday. We have many Do’s and Don’ts for the Sabbath, that is Sunday for us.  So ‘No picnic on Sunday was one of the Don’ts.’ In John’s previous classes we never sent him to any picnic because all those picnics were arranged on Sunday. So he was disappointed whenever there was a picnic in his class. But this time it is on Saturday, so naturally he was fully excited over it.

       But I have had my own doubts and fears for these picnics,  I knew how naughty the boys would be in the picnic and so was John, he would not keep quiet in one place, he runs fast, jumps fast, climbs fast and shows all his muscle and bone strength where it was not needed too.

       So I was afraid to send him with anyone, leave alone the picnic, fearing he will fall and hit himself, he will climb and fall on the ground, and he will run and get hurt or wounded. With these fears, whenever there was a picnic on Sunday, I was in fact relieved for I need not to send him due to the cause it fell on Sunday.

But now it’s on Saturday, I cannot say no.

But I do not know why I said so, so what made me tell this little boy to seek the will of God for the Picnic.

       So I said,” Ok Johnny, it’s on Saturday, so you can go, but I am too afraid of your safety, I am scared to send you with anyone fearing you will jump and fall or run and fall or climb and break your bones. So I tell you now, go into the other room and see what Jesus will tell you about this picnic, If He says that He will take care of you then I will send, so you go and pray whether He would  tell you to go to picnic or not”

       I think I said it in Spirit, even though I had that fear of him falling lurking in my heart. Or I might have said  to engage him in another way as I was cooking on the gas stove and he was pestering me not to cook, hugging my knees.

       But this time it’s my turn to be astonished to see John taking my word literally, went into the other room and sought for a Bible and knelt down and started to pray. Before he knelt in the presence of God, he asked me how Jesus answered him. I said through the word of God, through the Bible.

I peeped into that room, seeing my son knelt and prayed, I came back to the kitchen without disturbing. The atmosphere was serene, and spirit filled.

       Next thing I remember is he again came into the kitchen after half an hour with an open English Bible in his hand and a finger on a line in the Bible, It was “When you walk your step will not be hampered; and if you run you will not stumble” Proverb 4 :12

       I was wordless, the verse from the Holy Bible is there assuring him and me about his safety.   My boy was only a fourth class school boy. He cannot read English leave alone the Bible.  How he got this word of promise and why he brought this verse to me evading all my fears to say ‘yes’ to his pleading to go to the picnic was a mystery!

I have no other reason to tell him not to go to a picnic, the first hurdle of Sabbath was nullified; and the second reason of my fear for his instability is ruled out, so I had no other choice but to say “Yes, you can go to the picnic.”

 He went to the picnic jubilantly in high spirits. The whole day I was suppressing my fears of his safety with this wonderful promise, “When you walk your step will not be hampered; and if you run you will not stumble” Proverb 4:12

That day the bus from the picnic did not arrive in time. I came from college hurriedly waiting for the arrival of John from the picnic safely. Meanwhile I went to the school campus to enquire about the bus, nobody could give me information. It was too late. So I came back with fear in my heart but the above promise comforted my anxious heart. The helper did not come that day, so I was cleaning the vessels. Happy, my daughter went to the tuition classes I think, because I don’t remember her part in this story. If she was there she would have comforted me with her words of faith. I was memorizing the promise to stop my fears.

       My son appeared all of a sudden while I was immersed in cleaning the vessels, I remember his light yellow and black striped shirt which was full of dirt, and his face and hair was unkempt and sweating. At once I got from the dirty vessels and hugged him. He was hurriedly telling me that Ravi, his classmate fell from the tree and he got a fractured arm. I could not control my emotions and said, “Ok my kanna, we will pray for the boy!” and took him to the bathroom to clean him. Now I understood why the bus came late from the picnic, due to the small accident of Ravi. We both thanked God for the safe return of the school bus.

I think I entertained the same confidence in John in his seeking the Will of God in his life. When he said he wanted to do a Navy course, when he opted for Australia, when he wanted to settle in his life I trusted my boy that he would do His Will only.

But sometimes too much of confidence in one guidance is not good; we have to seek Him afresh for every occasion. } 

        Now after 2 years of that experience and safety of his life, he had fallen into a pit, a ditch, and bruised hopelessly, and he is unconscious, and in between the recoveries, he lifted his one swollen right eyelid forcefully looking into my eyes asked Why he had fallen, whereas the Lord promised him that he would not stumble, and his steps would not hampered.. How can God say ‘no’ to his ‘yes’ promise.

I was crushed in soul seeing my son groaning in pain, and now on the top of it, he reminds me and asking me why God could not keep His promise to him

As a mother what answer can I give?.

See children always have that freedom and accessibility to the mother more than the father, because it is the mother who feeds them sitting very near to them, it is the mother who corrects them observing them in close quarters, it is the mother who warns them on many tasks how to carry on them.  So it’s easy for them to ask any question to their mother then and there without tarrying in time.

This is one of such timings, because he knew that any tough question can be answered by mother, she would answer all Bible questions for them, with this assurance he asked me ‘  MOM, why my feet hampered, why my step slipped away, why I had fallen into the PIT?’

I have no answer, I knew that the promise was so real for him I was the witness when his tender hands lifted that old heavy King James Version English Bible to the kitchen and asked me to read the verse for him as he was led to claim that verse as his promise from the Lord.

“Mom, God has given me a promise that my steps will not be hampered and my feet will not be stumbled. But why did I fall into the PIT?”

(John fell in a deep PIT which was dug deeply like a grave for the foundation of construction of a house — and they put a lot of thorny bushes in it . I do not know the reason for keeping so many thorny dried twigs and bushes there, but those thorns bruised John severely.”)  So he wanted to know why he fell in that PIT.

I had no answer; I do not know what to tell him.  So honestly I accepted that “Kanna, I do not know… I am really ignored by this answer.  But I will ask the Lord and let you know.” I said with year filled eyes.

Thus the question now he asked me in between the conscious and unconscious mind, pushed me into the other room with a heavy heart of tears and prayer.

It looked like he was content with the answer, and trusted me that I would get the answer for him. I dared not to leave his bedside, because the doctor warned me of the danger of that night, but I need to go out and pray and ask God about the question my son asked. Entrusting him to the compassionate hands of God.  I went out into the other room and closed the doors  to pray.

Once again I prostrated on the floor at the feet of my Lord, just as I am, I poured out my being in His presence and with supplications I queried Him, “Lord, my son is asking me about the promise you had given to him that ‘his feet shall not stumble and his steps would not hampered” He asked me why this promise is gone with the wind? He asked me why his feet stumbled, why his steps were hampered,  why he fell into that PIT, oh Lord , Oh Lord how come you forgot your promise to him,  now he is asking me about that, Lord what answer should I give to him? What answer shall I give to him for his question why he fell into the PIT?  Father I have no answer of mine, you tell me Lord what answer I should give my son.”

Thus I prayed and I was led to open the Bible and I saw the Bible opened at the verses in Psalms 107:13-15 & 19-20          ” And they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress; and He brought them out from darkness and the deepest gloom and broke away their chains; Let them give thanks to the Lord for His unfailing love and for His wonderful deeds for men. 19 verse, and they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress;  He sent forth His word and healed them  He rescued them from the PIT (grave )

        I was reading the Telugu Bible where it is written the exact word John used for the PIT, in Telugu it is GUNTA   Why I fall into that GUNTA ( PIT)

I was bewitched by the verse,

And they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress; and they cried to the Lord in their trouble”

                   Yes I cried to the Lord, I cried out His name in that valley loudly echoes of my cry were heard by everyone in that little place in between the hills, I  asked the Lord to help us, save my son in His name… yes I cried to the Lord in my trouble,  

              ” He sent forth His word and healed them”

   Yes His word will heal my son, I  read the Psalm 51 and Isaiah 53 to him at his bedside,  surely my Lord will heal him with His word.

                 “He rescued them from the PIT (grave)”

   Oh Yes He rescued him from the PIT; a sort of praise overwhelmed me..  Then at this juncture I heard a voice still and small in my back of the brain, like this.

“PIT!!, do you remember that Joseph was in the PIT thrown by his brothers,  he too cried from the PIT for help ?”

“Yes Lord he too fall in the PIT and he too cried aloud for help,”

“Yes, Didn’t I give so many promises to him also about his future; didn’t I reveal all that is for him for the future in his dreams?”

“Yes Lord you promised him that he would save his brothers and parents and that they would prostrate in front of him.”

” But what happened in the PIT? When he was in the PIT he too must have thought that I forgot my promises to him, but NO … I did not forget the promise I gave him, I not only saved him from the PIT but I the Lord fulfilled all the promises I gave to him. Yes all my promises are ‘Yea’ when I say ‘Yea’.~ 2 Corinthians 1:20 (All the promises of God are ‘Yea’ and in Him ‘amen’ unto the glory of God by us.)

Therefore frantically I flipped through the pages of the Bible to the book of Genesis where the account of Joseph was written

Genesis.37:24   And they took him and cast him into a PIT and the PIT was empty. There was no water in it.

My swollen eyes were beaming with lights of joy.

My heart was at peace, the peace that was given by Him; at once, “My Peace I give to thee, Here in this verse it was written PIT only not the grave … wonderful,  not the peace the world gives to you but my Peace I give to you .” John 14:27 Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you, I do not give to  you as the world gives”

       This promise was fulfilled exactly at that moment.

So with that peace and assurance from Him that my son will be healed by His word;  I went and sat at the bed and prayed silently in my heart, praising God for His  Holy presence.

So the next thing I did was, the minute he opened his eyes I was ready to give him the answer from the Lord.

I told him what all that Jesus told me about his question. ” Johnny was not Joseph got many promises from the Lord?  But what happened when his brothers threw him into a PIT? He too must have thought that God forgot His promises given to him. Right? But as we see in the story of Joseph God did not forget His promises.”

On hearing the answer from the Lord, he quickly regained his strength.

 He was overwhelmed with joy, very happy and rejoiced along with me.

He slept peacefully till 11 am, when he got up, my mother prepared Rasam (pepper water) and I was feeding the mashed rice to him with my hand. He sat on a stool opposite to me and ate, then with one eye he was staring at the  scripture calendar on the opposite wall and said, ” “Mom,  Do you know my other promise is behind this page. ” That was the month of May, so I briskly got up and flipped the page back to see what promise he got for the month of April, there it was written like this ,” ( this calendar was Lef calendar which all of us had the same calendar in our homes.)

Psalms 61:2  ” Lead me to the rock higher than I” 

In Telugu scripture it’s written “Help me God to climb the hill which I am not able to”Ps:61:2

  I could not control my broad  grin  then and there; but I joked saying ” Well , boy it may be your promise to ask God to take you higher rock than you are capable  but You have to ask also for His help when you get  down from such hillock

Later I asked him why he climbed the hillock, he told me that he wanted to see what is there on the other side of the hill and also that he wanted to pitch a flag on the top of the hill…. wow I was astonished at this adventurous spirit without any precautions of course…or without any training or skill to do that; which caused me great pain. I thanked God who helped   him to escape a great tragedy by His grace.

 “I am on the rock, Hallelujah,

 I’m on the rock to stay!Hallelujah!

 For He lifted me from the miry clay

I’m on the rock to stay!

 

 

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LeelaMalaka

Hello All! I am a retired Lecturer, Former Air Hostesses, and a writer. I love to share MY STORIES, WITH MY GOD.
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