Matthew 28:20 tell us, "Lo, I am with you always, to the close of the earth." This is one of God's promises that I have experienced firsthand.
In December of 1966, I was traveling with my two young daughters. Phyllis was not even two years old, and Preeta was only a month old. We were on our way home to Meghalaya. One of my husband's students, Suleman Kandulna, was with us to help with the luggage transfers when we changed trains.
Our first train ride took us from West Bengal to New Bangaigaon. We arrived at that destination at night. After unloading, we sat in the station waiting for our next train. A couple joined us at the station. Though we did not know each other, the wife and I soon found we had lots in common. We discovered we were going to Guwahati on the same train. We were excited about the prospect of continuing our trip together.
The train arrived at 1:00 a.m. It was very crowded, and I was concerned about my children. I had Preeta in one arm and was holding Phyllis with my other hand. My new friend said she would help me by taking care of Phyllis. I boarded the train, thinking they were behind me. But once I got on the train, there was no lady and no Phyllis. I was so worried I began to cry. Suleman went to search for Phyllis but was not able to find her.
The train began to move. I was in a panic and my crying became worse. People around me asked why I was in such a state of distress. Once I told them my story, they felt sad for me.
At the next station, Suleman again went in search of my daughter. Fortunately, he found her. She was sobbing and asking for her mother. We were both so happy to be united that we cried for some time.
I thank God for giving my daughter back to me. She is now married and blessed with her own child. Using her own money, she built a church in Jillingkella. She is an elder of her church and an example to those around her. Praise God that what was lost was found.