The Power of Prayer

Prayer has always been a big part of my life

Dorothy Biswas is the Shepherdess Coordinator at the Bangladesh Union Mission.

Prayer has always been a big part of my life. I rejoice in the knowledge that God loves me and He hears me. Following are two experiences that reinforce my belief in God's personal concern for me, His child.

My cousin, Shilu, had been very sick, and she sent a message to me requesting a visit. She had just returned from a three-day stay at the Heart Foundation Hospital. Shilu's left side of her body was paralyzed. I received the message on Sunday morning, so I decided to visit her that very night. When I arrived at her home, she was having severe chest pains. Her head was pounding and she was very distressed. I tried making her comfortable by giving her a hot foot bath. Suddenly, Shilu became chilled and began having trouble breathing. I immediately called my husband, Pastor R. K. Bisvvas, to tell him to find us a car or ambulance to transport her to the hospital.

In only a matter of moments, Shilu's condition worsened. I feared for her life and I began praying earnestly to the Lord. I told Shilu's sister to begin mouth-to-mouth respiration, and I encouraged the other relatives to refrain from tears. I told them that my Lord Jesus would not let Shilu die.

The doctor reached the house before the ambulance. He checked Shilu's blood pressure and found it to be 200/110. Since it was so high, he gave her medication and sent her to the hospital once the ambulance arrived.

Shilu has recovered and miraculously can now walk. My relatives are awed at the power of my Lord Jesus. I tell them that I believe in Matthew 21:22, which says, "And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive."

The second experience I want to share with you involves children. Children have a special place in God's heart. On March 11, 1999, I, along with 44 ladies and five children, were on our way to the Seventh-day Adventist Maranatha Seminary Church. One of the children, only an eight-month-old baby, became very sick. He was feverish and began having convulsions. His breathing was very labored.

There were six nurses on the bus, so the bus driver stopped so the baby could be ministered to. Someone poured water on the child's head but his condition remained grave. One of the nurses put her hand in the boy's mouth and she found it full of mucus. She tried to clear out his passageway for she knew he was near death. We all joined together in prayer for the child's life.

The bus driver resumed driving, and we headed to a clinic. Because we were in a remote area, we feared no doctor would be available. Fortunately, God heard our prayers, and when we arrived, a physician was there and he stabilized the sick child. Matthew 7:7 says, "Ask and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you " God listened to our prayers and heard our knock. What a wonderful God we have!