Brenda | Germany

As everything around me seemed to fall apart,
the Lord gently wiped away my tears.

In 2022, my mother —
may she rest in peace —
suffered an ischemic stroke.

For nearly a month,
our lives revolved around hospital corridors,
medical examinations,
and endless bills that seemed impossible to pay.

Day after day,
my strength began to fade.

Physically.

Emotionally.

Financially.

Every night before falling asleep,
I kept repeating the words of Psalm 27:14:

“Wait on the Lord:
be of good courage,
and He shall strengthen thine heart:
wait, I say, on the Lord.”
— Psalm 27:14 (KJV)

That prayer became my refuge.

Deep inside,
I could feel my strength slowly slipping away.

Then came the day
when we thought my mother’s condition was finally improving.

But to my horror,
I noticed that her legs had become swollen
and bluish in color.

After examining her,
the doctor suspected thrombosis.

A Doppler ultrasound examination had to be done urgently
to confirm the diagnosis.

But when I arrived at the cashier
and heard the cost of the examination,
something inside me collapsed.

I barely had any money left.

I stood there
in front of the cashier,
unable to hold back my tears.

I cried uncontrollably.

I felt overwhelmed by everything.

By the pain.

By the fear.

By this burden
that had become too heavy
for my young shoulders to carry.

In that moment of distress,
I cried out to the Lord.

I said:

“Lord…
do You not see
that I am too young
to carry such a burden?”

Then I simply asked Him
to calm my heart
and give me the strength to keep going.

And at that very moment,

God intervened.

The cashier —
a woman in her fifties —
gently called me over and said:

“My daughter,
I do not know the trials you are going through…
but seeing you cry
touched the heart of the mother in me.

My sister is the head doctor in radiology.
I will call her for you.”

A few moments later,
thanks to this woman
whom God had placed on our path,
we were able to do the examination at almost no cost.

That day,
in the middle of my weakness,
the Lord reminded me of a truth:

God never abandons His children.

In my distress,
I lifted my eyes to the Lord,
and He sent me help.

As written in Psalm 121:

“I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills,
from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the Lord,
which made heaven and earth.”
— Psalm 121:1–2 (KJV)

A few months later,
I lost my mother.

The pain of that loss
still remains in my heart today.

But despite this trial,
I will never forget that moment.

That moment
when God once again

showed Himself faithful.

That moment
when He cared for me
through the love and compassion of a stranger —
a woman whom I still consider an angel to this day.

Even today,
I can still testify to this truth:

The Lord never abandons His children.

“Wait on the Lord:
be of good courage,
and He shall strengthen thine heart:
wait, I say, on the Lord.”
— Psalm 27:14 (KJV)

Brenda | Germany