Earlier this year, when I contracted the novel coronavirus and experienced a relapse of depression, I found myself in desperate need with no help in sight, and God sent Sister K to support me in my time of crisis. For the past five years, she has been a great companion, demonstrating steadfast love.
I recall that at the beginning of January this year, when the novel coronavirus spread across the nation, many people and families were affected. Some of my close friends and relatives even passed away due to the illness.
I returned to my hometown in Chongqing last October to take care of my relatives and got infected. Then, at the beginning of this year, I returned to Chengdu, where I contracted multiple viruses in two different regions.
As a result, I had to be hospitalized. During that time, many people were scared to come near me for fear of being infected, so I was alone in the hospital.
At this critical time, my friend and sister in Christ, K, balanced her work responsibilities while bringing me meals twice a day. Nutritional supplements like protein powder and other nutrients were in high demand at the time, and they were sold out. Yet she chose not to eat hers; instead, she gave it to me.
K is a professional nutritionist. Each time we met, she would bring a variety of nutritious foods in her bag, including staple foods, whole grains, soups, fruits, and vegetables.
Every time she brought me a meal, she would sit quietly beside me, watching until I finished before rushing off to work.
Despite the severe shortage of medication, I recovered faster than others who were infected at the same time, thanks to her nutritional support, and I was discharged after just eight days.
However, my depression, which had not recurred for eight years, resurfaced at the end of May. Once again, it was Sister K who stood by me, unwavering in her care.
When I first relapsed into depression, even the pastors and coworkers from the church were reluctant to pay me a visit at home. Perhaps they were concerned about the risk of suicide and being held legally responsible, or maybe they had other commitments that they could not abandon. It was still Sister K who interceded for me in prayer, visited me at my home, and offered to drive me while working.
Even when I attempted suicide, God miraculously “raised me from the dead”. After the police saved me, I begged the church and my family to take me home, but none of them showed up. They were either spiritually fearful and hesitant or unable to come due to the raging pandemic.
Yet, it was this angelic sister, K, who was willing to take me home. We prayed and read the Bible together, and she provided constant encouragement, companionship, and care, staying with me until I fully recovered. For a period of time, she cooked three meals a day, washed the dishes, prayed for me, accompanied me on walks, and engaged in heart-to-heart conversations...
On this journey of faith, although there are battles, pain, and struggles, we will experience God’s love and protection. We are never alone.
(This is a guest or freelance article written by a Christian in Sichuan Province.)
- Translated by Nonye Nancy
在我今年初感染新型冠状病毒和抑郁症复发，急难时刻求助无门时，神派来K姊妹在危机中扶持我，五年以来更是给予我持久爱的陪伴。
回想今年一月初，全国大部分人与家庭都感染新型冠状病毒，我身边有些亲友甚至因病过世了。
我于去年十月回到重庆老家照顾亲人也被感染，今年年初再回到成都，感染两个地区多种病毒。
由此，我不得不住院治疗，那时好多人不敢接近我，怕被传染，只有我一个人在医院。
这时，主内好友K一面上班，一面每天送饭两次。当时营养蛋白粉和其它营养素被抢购一空，她不吃而把自己的那份让给我吃......
k是位专业的营养师，那些天每日见面，她包里拿出来的营养美食包括：主食、杂粮、煲汤、水果、蔬菜。
每次送饭，她静静坐在旁边，看着我吃完，才匆匆赶去上班。
在药物极度缺乏的情形下，由于她的营养支持，我比同时感染的人提前被治愈，八天就出院了。
然而，我八年没有复发的抑郁症，在五月底又复发了，也是K姊妹不离不弃地照顾。
抑郁症刚复发时，就连教会牧者和同工都不敢来家里探访。他们或许担心抑郁症会自杀，要承担法律责任，或许有事走不开。还是K姊妹，为我守望祷告，来我家里探望的同时，还愿意开车接我一边上班一边带着我......
即便后来我自杀被神托起“死而复活”，被警察解救以后，请求教会肢体和亲人接我回家，没有一个人来。他们或灵里胆怯不敢去，或被阳染病中不能前往。
依然是这位天使般的K姊妹，她愿意接我回家，到家一起祷告、读经，长时间地鼓励、陪伴、照料，一直到我康复。一段时间日日三顿陪伴做饭、洗碗，还代祷、陪伴散步、谈心......
在天路上，虽然有争战、痛苦、挣扎，但有上帝对子民的爱护，我们并不孤单。
注：本文为特约/自由撰稿人文章，作者系四川一名基督徒。
身边的故事：K姊妹如天使落人间“舍己爱人”的美丽见证
Earlier this year, when I contracted the novel coronavirus and experienced a relapse of depression, I found myself in desperate need with no help in sight, and God sent Sister K to support me in my time of crisis. For the past five years, she has been a great companion, demonstrating steadfast love.
I recall that at the beginning of January this year, when the novel coronavirus spread across the nation, many people and families were affected. Some of my close friends and relatives even passed away due to the illness.
I returned to my hometown in Chongqing last October to take care of my relatives and got infected. Then, at the beginning of this year, I returned to Chengdu, where I contracted multiple viruses in two different regions.
As a result, I had to be hospitalized. During that time, many people were scared to come near me for fear of being infected, so I was alone in the hospital.
At this critical time, my friend and sister in Christ, K, balanced her work responsibilities while bringing me meals twice a day. Nutritional supplements like protein powder and other nutrients were in high demand at the time, and they were sold out. Yet she chose not to eat hers; instead, she gave it to me.
K is a professional nutritionist. Each time we met, she would bring a variety of nutritious foods in her bag, including staple foods, whole grains, soups, fruits, and vegetables.
Every time she brought me a meal, she would sit quietly beside me, watching until I finished before rushing off to work.
Despite the severe shortage of medication, I recovered faster than others who were infected at the same time, thanks to her nutritional support, and I was discharged after just eight days.
However, my depression, which had not recurred for eight years, resurfaced at the end of May. Once again, it was Sister K who stood by me, unwavering in her care.
When I first relapsed into depression, even the pastors and coworkers from the church were reluctant to pay me a visit at home. Perhaps they were concerned about the risk of suicide and being held legally responsible, or maybe they had other commitments that they could not abandon. It was still Sister K who interceded for me in prayer, visited me at my home, and offered to drive me while working.
Even when I attempted suicide, God miraculously “raised me from the dead”. After the police saved me, I begged the church and my family to take me home, but none of them showed up. They were either spiritually fearful and hesitant or unable to come due to the raging pandemic.
Yet, it was this angelic sister, K, who was willing to take me home. We prayed and read the Bible together, and she provided constant encouragement, companionship, and care, staying with me until I fully recovered. For a period of time, she cooked three meals a day, washed the dishes, prayed for me, accompanied me on walks, and engaged in heart-to-heart conversations...
On this journey of faith, although there are battles, pain, and struggles, we will experience God’s love and protection. We are never alone.
(This is a guest or freelance article written by a Christian in Sichuan Province.)
- Translated by Nonye Nancy
Female Christian Takes Care of Me in Depression
