Abigail Testimony

I was born in a small village called Devipattanam. My father’s name is Anthonyswamy and mother’s Vellakany. I was the eldest among three girls and my given name is Hepzeeba. My father used to work in a paddy field and we used to go with our mother to tend the sheep. We were living peacefully with the income we received, but that didn’t last long. One day my father was pumping water into the field. The landowner had put up an electrical fence to prevent wild animals from entering the field and destroying the crops. My father accidentally stepped onto one of the wires and died on the spot because of electric shock. We lost all hope of living and my mother became depressed and did not know what to do. She was not able to work and sustain her three children. She used to tell us there was no need for living and we should drink some poison and die. Even though I did not know much about poison or death, I used to tell her that she should not do that. One day my mother took the three of us to a nearby forest with some milk and poison in a packet. I understood what she was about to do and told my sisters not to drink the milk. I ran to the house to find my grandmother. When I found her and came back it was too late. My mother and two sisters whom I loved so much had passed away from this earth into eternity. I was four years old when this happened and my mother was 23 years old. I stayed with my grandmother for a while, but she was not able to take care of me. Someone told my grandmother about the children’s home run by Maximum Impact Ministries. A pastor brought me here and when I came here I came to know that I am not an orphan anymore. I heard about my heavenly Father, Who loves me and will never forsake me. Pastor Abraham gave me a new name, Abigail (which means :”Joy of her father) and buys me everything I need. I don’t cry anymore and am happy to be with my sisters and brothers at the children’s home and have everything I need. Thank you.