The Power of the Word

In the beginning was the Word
The Word was with God and
The Word was God (Jn 1:1).

We have become what have been foretold about what we would be.

If we are attentive today and we try to ponder what we have become at this moment,
We can never deny the fact that we have become who we are because of the Word deeply
expressed by someone who wants us to succeed in life.

The Word was a mantra. We say the Word and its power like a magnet can work wonders.

Looking back, I cannot imagine the numerous changes that have taken place in my life .
I am not talking about physical changes, but the whole scenario of living. It is like a dream
to see the many changes and here I am, the same person who has been a recipient of the magic and the power of the Word uttered by persons dear to me.

I was seven years old when I was hit by a car while crossing the street. I survived the accident but my left ankle was partly damaged that I had to walk with crutches for the next three months. I stopped going to school because I needed to recover from the said accident. I did not know what hope is all about. Much more, I did not even know if I had another chance to walk in a normal way again.

My mom was pounding heavens with her prayers. She believed in Miracles and believed that she could witness it. My mom was making compromises with God - Whatever it was, I would never know. It was between God and Her.

There were times I uttered words that could have dismayed my mom. I simply said that I thought I would not continue to go to School because I would be walking with crutches, like a cripple and many children would be laughing behind my back. My mom kept her Words within her heart.

This was the time an elderly lady said with emphatic words that I would be the luckiest child in the family. She was talking to my hopeful dad. She said that someday her words would be true. I listened with intent ears and I believed her.

Three months later, I learned to walk again. Learning to walk takes a miracle, one step at a time. The mantra of the Words, uttered and thought within the hearts of people who cared, took its effects in that first step. Finally, the journey of life mattered so much that day. It was the first step that was the hardest. The rest of the steps made all the difference.

What has become of me after that first step? I am shy to say. All that matters now is one big difference. I can walk again. Since then, I have walked in a normal way, like any other person with hopes and dreams. Many years had gone by and yet the experience remains fresh in my mind. Counting those years, I have walked millions of miles around the globe and I have seen so many historical events in my lifetime.

I do believed that God intended to put special people to utter those precious Words in a right time and on a right place. With God on our side, miracles can take place because He supplies the Word to say. I thank God and I thank everyone who have been instrumental to forecast the word. And that makes the Miracle.

There is power in the Word. Its mantra lingers forever.
[Franz]