My dear mother passed away on April 12, 9:00 pm, at the age of 77 years in India. When I heard the sad news, around 10 am est, while I was at work, I had a sick feeling in my stomach. Pulling together, I focussed on getting on a plane to India. My wife Anne, comforted me and took on the task of getting a ticket, packing my bags. A few hours later I was on a BA flight to Hyderabad via London. The flight is a long one, about 8 hours to London from Boston, 10+ hours from London to Hyderabad. As memories rushed through my mind, I wept silently. I loved my mother, who loved me the most.
She was a prayer warrior, who got things from God through prayer. She was a model of Lam 2:19 - "Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord. Lift your hands toward Him for the life of your young children".
She lost her husband, my dad at the age of 39 years and had 5 children to take care of. By her unceasing prayers, she brought us all up in life gave us good education, and blessed us always. I and my sisters are living testimonies for the power of prayer and God's grace and promises. Psalm 23 and Roman 14:8 were the promises given to us when my dad passed away back then when I was a very young child.
She was a fearless, strong , structured and loving person. All these qualities came from being a prayerful person. She believed that all things should be put in prayer, from even trivial things to major ones. She was blessed with the gift of healing, and through prayer healed even cancer. She was a giver, she gave her life to the Lord and to us.
Mom, you have run the race, and have reached your goal, to be with our Lord. We will miss you sorely, love you mom.
