Sharing (Talk 1)

‘A yfc member who has experienced the love of God in

an extravagant way’
 Covid recovery
 What love did I receive from this experience?
 I was able to endure the pain
 Praying to god helped me ease the pain
 Late May 28
 Who started to get?
 Get tested
 How we quarantined
 How did I feel during this period?
 How did god help you
 Order: tito, ate, mom then me.
 1st test I was negative, but 2nd I wasn’t

While I was thinking about a topic for my sharing, I

realised that I've experienced Gods love when my family
and I got covid. It all started in late May. When I thought
of covid, I simply shrugged it off my shoulder thinking I
would never get it. But that soon changed. One day my
uncle got infected somehow, then my sister got it too, so
the only ones left were my dad, mom and myself.
However, the next day when we took the rapid test, my
mom and I were positive. With this shocking news, all
these thoughts ran in my head, like who will get us food,
water and essentials if we all cant go out? How long will
we be quarantined? And the fact that my finals were
coming up worried me. Like why did I have to get the
virus before my exams? I prayed to God that my Dad
wouldn't be infected because if all of us get covid my
worries would be true. As the results came in for my
dad's rapid test, he was negative! God truly answered my
prayers and now some of my worries have faded away.
Now all that was left is to endure the symptoms of
having COVID. From my part, the 1st week was, hell. I
would get constant headaches and fevers, had to wear a
mask at all times indoors to protect my dad, I lost my
sense of smell and taste, which made eating less exciting.
From all of the troubles and inconveniences we
encountered, my dad helped us through them, he would
cook for us, buy food and water, check our temperature
and made sure we were feeling well. My dad had to even
sleep on the couch so that he wouldn't touch anything to
get infected. From all the things my Dad has done, this
truly showed how much he loves my family. After a few
weeks, the symptoms started to be more bearable to
handle. Once I realised what hard work my father had
been doing for us, I started to think that God was helping
us through my dad, as he would do the same for his
children whom he loves the most. It was through God
that we were able to recover. And it was through God
that I learnt how much he loves us.