Diary of an average author

Prayer

This is a short version of the actual story. That one is a bit long, too many details, and I think some exaggeration too. I'll just keep it simple. So....

Once, a specialist doctor had to shift around his heavy load of appointments to travel across  country, and that too for his work. Halfhearted, he packed his bags, booked a fight, and set off. He wanted to get back, and get on with work as soon as possible.

At a point during the plane journey, the captain of the plane announced that they would have to land because there was a storm up ahead, and the plane couldn't fly through or around it.

So they landed somewhere, and then later on it got announced that the flight won't be taking off for two days because of the weather. The doctor on hearing this, sighed and then asked around for the best hotel so he could get a room for the night.

'Great!' He had mumbled to himself. He already had a ton of appointments stacked for him. Now that this trip had gotten longer, he'd  have to do double duty to manage the patients.

He decided that there was no use crying over spilled milk, and so he picked a hotel. He didn't want but the best, and that hotel turned out to be very far from the airport. So he booked a cab too, and when it arrived, set off.

The cab had yet went half way to the hotel, when it broke down. The driver got off to check, and then told the doctor it would take a while. The doctor sighed and waited, hopefully this day couldn't get worse. But then he felt his stomach grumble. He was hungry.

The sun had set a long time ago and that meant that he hadn't eaten anything since breakfast.

'Why is this happening to me?' He mumbled to himself, defeated.

He told the cabbie that he'd make his own way, paid him, and left to find food.

Unfortunately, at this time of the night, there was no restaurant open. At last, the man found himself in front of a small house. It was nothing much, a bit smaller than an average house, a shabby-looking old place.

Finding no other way, the doctor knocked at the door, and it opened for him to see an old lady. He told the lady he was traveling but then his plane had to land, his hotel was too far from here, and so he needed food and a place to stay the night.

The old lady let him in without a word and gave him food, and a small chamber to rest. As the doctor ate, he saw a sick child in a cot near by. He saw that every few minutes, the old lady would go to the child and ask if he wanted something. Then she would look up at the ceiling, mumble something to herself, almost sobbing, all the while, patting the child on his head. The child looked pale and boney, maybe because he was sick. The doctor inquired the lady about it, and she told him with a sigh that the boy was her grandson.

"His parents are no more, we have no one but each other." The lady told him. "He has a disease which can't be easily cured. I asked around and got to know that there is just one practicing doctor in this country who specialises in this field. But he's always booked up for ten days in advance. I don't have the money nor health to take the child to him. And so all I do is take care of him, and pray. Pray all day to the Lord that my darling grandson gets better."

The doctor was shocked. He asked the lady who the doctor she was talking about was, and when she gave him a name, the doctor felt as if he had been hit with a mallet.

The doctor the old lady was talking about was none other than himself. It was the old lady's prayer which had caused the storm, made him land, stoped the cab, and bought him here. The most busy specialised doctor; the one with whom if one wanted an appointment, he would have to book a fortnight beforehand; had landed right into the lady's house for her grandson. And all she ever did was to look up towards the sky, and pray under her breath with sincerity.

Her sincere prayer had caused all this to happen.

What do we understand? Prayer has power. Prayer with sincerity, and with consistency can change the world's way for you. You just have to close your eyes, and ask the Lord. He's the one who created everything, he can fulfil your little wishes too. You just have to ask him.

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