Sunita Madam, a beloved Nursery class teacher, found herself in a medical emergency, requiring urgent hospitalization during her seventh month of pregnancy. The ensuing days unfolded with a mixture of hope and despair as she delivered a baby boy, who, unfortunately, was born deformed and unhealthy. The doctor, faced with the challenging circumstances, reluctantly declared his helplessness in saving the fragile child. The news of the child’s condition was a devastating blow to the family, who grappled with the harsh reality before them. The situation faced by Sunita, known for her friendly and welcoming nature, became a significant test of faith for her colleagues. Their trust in a benevolent God who cares for His children was shaken, and a somber mood enveloped the school community. In this trying time, an interesting shift occurred in the beliefs of the local people. Instead of turning to their favorite gods and goddesses, they looked up to the figure of Jesus adored by the Sisters’ in the community. The devotion and faith of the sisters in Jesus became a source of solace and inspiration for those seeking comfort in times of danger.
Raising our hearts in prayer, we, the Sisters, ventured into the hospital, desiring to see the new born babe and hoping for a miracle. However, our earnest plea to the medical staff to have a glimpse of the child fell on indifferent ears. Undeterred, I humbly implored the doctor, “Please give us just one quick chance, a solitary moment to touch the child.” In response, the doctor, with a grave expression, questioned our understanding, reminding us of the imminent tragedy unfolding. Undaunted, I softly asserted, “Doctor, we are educated Nuns, mothers to many, not indifferent to any soul’s plight.” Despite initial resistance, they acquiesced, bringing the fragile child to us in a small tray. Gently, I extended my finger and touched his lips in a silent, sacred communion.
Sr Mariella CTC
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