Rendezvous with history My life changed on 31 August 2005 Bafang. I found myself at the bottom of a ravine after a road accident that to this day keeps me paralyzed. My inability to market with a daily summary of my bed or a wheelchair. A very hard psychologically, physically, spiritually. It was barely a month since I got my Bachelor's and a few weeks ago I was admitted to the school of faith in the Diocese of Coutances for discernment for a full consecration to the Lord.
To my new vocation
overnight When you find yourself in a state of validity to a state of disability
When we used yesterday and today we find ourselves now served as dependent the other for washing, clothing and food;
When emerging from the operating room after surgery 8h intense you learn as you live now with two iron bars (rib graft) in the back and you still hoped relief;
When hope beyond this, the feet are paralyzed, as pain in the sedatives.
We would ask, God, "Lord, this is my new vocation? Is this my legacy existential? You call me to a path of pain? "I know
vocation is not to do things to please men or to impress God, but to be where God wants us to be there and do his will. I'm also at the foot of the cross of Christ my back pain because God is not distracted by the Scriptures I draw my strength and my hope each day.
My strength to relive
had to look far enough energy to move forward, despite the current row for of life and its string of pain. And God, he gave me this grace, grace to smile despite the pain. This grace to accept a situation which from the outside is a tragedy, a situation difficult to accept. From inside I admit it is not easy. But "if God is for us, who can be against us? "Everything does not necessarily come from God but it can sometimes events that are as painful as they unite us to His holy Passion, or strengthen our faith, or build the people around us.
So to keep this grace, the Scriptures have remained, once again, my light. David taught me that I should have a lot of courage to go forward, dare to face the difficulties. Abraham has filled me with hope and faith of Job, not to mention many friends, known and unknown, that the world is for me a reason to live for the magic of their prayer is an envelope that protects me every day .
My hope
Firstly I know that the miracles of God does not stop the day of my accident and that life is already a sign of his boundless love and His great mercy.
Still further, in view of the message and all the lessons during my ten years as an animator and as a young member of the Chaplaincy Youth of the Diocese of Bafoussam I gained, the time has come for me to live in action all I could say in words.
Finally, presenting me with a sinner before God, I remember the call of Pope John Paul II during my stay in the World Youth Days in Rome in 2000: "Do not be afraid to be the saints of the new millennium . I also like Peter on the shores of Lake Tiberias, swim to the lord to tell him I love him and I know he loves me.
My joy
I find the Virgin Mary the strength to be able to meditate in the silence of my heart, life events. Welcoming each day as a gift from God, living by divine providence and convinced that the great mercy of God will always watch and watch. I remain equally convinced that God does not judge on the feet but I'm not on hand, heart, mouth, and his divine spirit in his mid me. Thus, my state of paraplegia is a school where Christ is my instructor in person. His thoughts are not my thoughts, his time was not my time. Confidence is the relationship of love that unites me to Himself. Not asking me any questions, all I can say is "Jesus I trust in you. "
