Surgery miracle

Being a final year vet student, besides completing and presenting project, assignments, rounds & conferences, I had to practice my surgical skills on dogs weekly, which was done in a team-manner. There were 4 people in my team. Each week, everyone rotates to be the “Surgeon”. “Surgeon” in this context means the head of the team for that particular surgery, and he must know everything about the surgery. If he doesn’t, he’ll “kena hantam kuat-kuat” from someone big in the surgery theatre. And it does hurt, sometimes deeply, if you “kena hantam” from those “someone big”.

So it happened that one particular week, I had to present clinical rounds on Tuesday, on Monday & Wednesday I had to complete my project to pass up asap, Friday was my clinical conference and on Thursday, I was scheduled to be the “Surgeon”. It was a week filled with stress & tension. Let alone the project, presenting clinical rounds & conferences required me to do tones of homework & researches so that when the audience throw questions at me, I’ll be able to give them an appropriate answer. Time was just not enough, no matter how I squeezed my sleeping hours. Mon, Tue, Wed passed so quickly & I found myself frozen on Wed night. Panicked.

“Tomorrow I’ll be the surgeon. I’ll have to spend tonight, and tomorrow’s morning to read about the surgery, and spend the rest of tomorrow doing surgery. And my conference presentation was not even ready!” The conference was akin to a test for us. On the brink of tears, I thought of Jesus. I thought of how the church members had boasted of miracles and glorified Jesus’ name. But rationally, there was no way of canceling the surgery class, and no way to postpone my conference presentation, coz they involved too many people. And it was such last-minute.

Silently I thought, “Even if I prayed to Jesus,” (I was not yet a believer) “there is no way how he can help me. I just couldn’t see a way out.” Tears started dripping down my cheeks. “But it would be good if only my surgery class is cancelled tomorrow.” I sighed and shook my head, “Silly thought. It’s impossible.” I told Davies abt my thought and we knew that it was just impossible.

Early next morning, we prepared the books & everything necessary for surgery class. As usual, the lecturer talked a little about the imminent surgery. I froze. I looked around me. All tables, towels, equipments & instruments have been sterilized & well-laid, awaiting for the surgery to start. I sighed. Tension. As the lecturer left, suddenly our “Head of Nurse” came into the class. “Later 2pm you are supposed to come in and do surgery.” She smiled. “But there is no dog for surgery today.” She paused. “So surgery is cancelled.”

I jumped on my feet and almost screamed out loud excitedly. I told my friends (who were all bewildered with the news) abt my thoughts yesterday. But who would believe me? Instilled in each of us was the thought that surgery class will never, ever be cancelled, even if the lecturer does not turn up. So who would be stupid enough to ever think of the thought? Then Davies came to me excitedly, “Wei, your prayer really come true!” I smiled. Glad. Happy. “I did not pray. I just thought,” I thought smilingly. “I just thought of Jesus.”

Then a voice said to me, “Everything is possible in Jesus.” Later on, I found a few similar verses in the Holy Bible…

‘Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” ~Matthew 19:26

‘Jesus replied, “What is impossible with men is possible with God.” ~Luke 18:27.

‘Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but not with God; all things are possible with God.” ~Mark 10:27