Have no fear, Reverend Nobbee

THE EDITOR: I would be very honoured if I could be accorded your generous favour of printing in your ever popular journal, my experiences for the benefit of Reverend Nobbee. He is carded to undergo the very serious and delicate operation of kidney transplantation. The surgery is to be performed in Pakistan. I have never been the understudy of the good Minister, nor have I ever been in the congregation where he preached. Nevertheless, suffice it to say that those who know him will credit him with being sensitive, loyal and faithful in his relationship with the flock her served.

No matter the skill and competence of the operating surgeon, God Almighty, the Blessed Trinity and divinity are the ones in whose care his fate must be entrusted. It is prudent that he places his life in total surrender to the will of the Blessed Father as Jesus Christ did at Gethsemane, and I have no fear that his surgery will be successful. Jesus prayed, “Father let this cup pass from me not as I will but as you will.” I believe that my experiences could be an inspiration to Reverend Nobbee and others and so I ask you to permit me to highlight some of the incidents I have encountered. Remember the words of the Blessed Lord as he was dying on the cross, “Mother behold thy Son and Son behold thy Mother” — meaning that we must come to the rescue of others in times of need.

In 1998, as I was returning from Port-of-Spain where I had gone to see my doctor for a periodical checkup, my daughter — who was driving — collided with another car going in the opposite direction. I was in the back seat and received almost fatal injuries to the head, two broken ribs and a serious perforation to the aorta and other arteries. The blow had rendered me unconscious for more than five hours from 11 am to 5 pm. A few minutes after 5 pm, I awoke in a hospital bed. Several specialists took their turn in mending my wounds. An incision was made to drain the blood clogging the stomach, blood was drained from my head so as to prevent clots reaching the heart, and the big one was an aneurysm for which a foreign expert had to be called in by Professor Vijay Narayansingh. The expert, Professor Shah, who was a native of Pakistan, showed some hesitation to accept the complicated challenge, but with some persuasion, he agreed to try.

On the morning before Professor Shah arrived, I saw in a dream the Blessed Virgin Mary whom I had adopted as my Patron Saint. She was attired in copper-coloured raiment and was praying on a pulpit in my hospital room. At the end of her devotion, she descended from the rostrum and was immediately  surrounded by a group of Sisters and saints, all mulling around ecstatically. When Professor Shah landed the next day, he visited my room and assured me that all will be right as God is with us all and He is waiting to extend the holy elements of life. The Professor came on a Thursday and performed his work on Saturday morning.

On Sunday afternoon, he advised my discharge for home — saying that all that was left was recuperation, which progresses better in the home environment. This, no doubt, was a shock to many in the medical world. Such a massive operation was treated with God’s help so lightly.
As I write, it is now six years after the experience, and I praise Almighty God, the Holy Blessed Trinity and divinity for the attention placed on me that brought about a complete success. Reverend Nobbee, as I am sure you are aware, man can only be successfully in any effort with the blessing of God and the Divinities. Have no fear, let God be your lifeblood and all will be well. God be praised. I will pray for you endlessly and will ask others to do likewise.

SALER AMEERALI
Chagunas