On
26 December 1936 they got married by the Lord's will. With the Most High's help,
Sárika undertook the upbringing of the two orphan children with obedience. That
time they lived in great poverty. They did not have any certain salary. They could only
lean on God as for providence.
It was a very hard winter. They lived very poor having
little money. That time the house rent cost quite a lot, so they had very little for food and
firewood. In the room where they spent the nights, white frost was shining on the
wall. The young woman tolerated this very hardly. In her childhood she was not a
believer yet, she had eleven brothers and sisters. Her father was a smith, so they always
had a warm home and food. However, the Lord Jesus helped them in a way that two of
her brothers moved to Budapest and she undertook the cooking for them and she did the
washing too. They paid for it, so their situation became better. In the meantime, her
brothers got married, and the family were placed to Miskolc in 1939 by their church.
Let me write some of their faith probations. Since many people got cured by their
prayers in time of his first wife, he became prejudiced, and adjudicated others who
went to doctors when they had some skin illness and spent a lot of time for medicine.
This time he heard that a missionary brother that he also knew had had an operation on
an appendix in Vienna. He thought: how will this man put his hand onto ill people now,
when he could not believe either? At the death of his first wife he understood the divine
revelation in the Bible saying: "My ways are not your ways." He also got a skin illness,
and he also used some medicine, but he still had got an even more serious lesson to learn.
That skin illness got cured but in the meantime spots appeared at his joint, and these got
further infected, and both of his hands got covered by eczema. It was so serious that on
his hand the bone could be seen. His nails came off because of the illness and he had
to preach with his hands in bandage or many times in white gloves. His young wife
had to undertake the marriage with him, poor ill, in this way. One day when he arrived
home from the service, he noticed surprised that his new wife was ill too. She was pale,
coughed and looked bad. That time curing pulmonary disease in Hungary did not have
good results, and it was not treated seriously like today. They kneeled down, and prayed
very much. "My Lord, You took away my praying wife, I asked a dear mother to my
children and a wife for me. You answered this with wonderful evidences. My Lord, do
not take her away from me too, please, cure her, so that she can stay with us." Then he
felt an impulse to put some oil on her on the basis of James 5:14, but he hesitated. He
writes: "The Lord's Spirit told me again: put some oil on her and pray for her in this way!
I showed up my hands crying that were full of wounds, and I asked: My Lord, with hands
like these? Then I remembered of the brother whom I had disapproved of being ill, and I
asked again: My Lord, with hands like these? Then God spoke to me: Yes, with these
hands because "My power is greatest when you are weak" (2Corintians 12:9b).
Then I
put off the gloves crying, and with my only one finger that was still healthy I put some
oil on my wife. At that moment she got cured. This happened in spring 1937. Since
then almost forty years passed, and my dear wife gave life to eight children, and that
illness has never returned. Gratitude and glory to our God's Name!"
When in 1939 they went to Miskolc, they received the church that the Lord raised by
Gyozo's and his first wife's faithfulness, lots of sufferings, hardship, persecution. Then
their life was well-balanced for a while. The dear brothers and sisters surrounded them
with love. They did their best to do the Lord's precious work. The Lord's blessing rested
on them and their work. The little church was growing pretty well. Unfortunately, it did not
happen for a long while, because the authorities of that time prohibited the meetings,
so the time of new probations arrived.
Their first daughter, Irenke, was born on 18 February 1940. Within a short time the
landlord warned them to move out of the house where they were living. They already
packed up their things for moving out, when on 27 May 1941 the family became bigger by
a new member, a little daughter, Piroska. The Saviour knows they did not murmured. They
accepted the blessing with joy. In this hard situation the Lord was with them. They got
some more days to stay in the house until the mother became stronger after the childbirth.
From this house they moved to Diosgyor for a short while, and then to Pesterzsebet. There
they frequented the Baptist brothers and sisters with whom they had dear brotherly
relations. In 1942 they moved to Kassa. Then that territory belonged to Hungary. Here
they were in touch with the highlander brothers and sisters. Since the small churches were
not allowed to practice their belief, in order to earn the family's living, they opened a small
shop called "Good Health". In the same year, on 19 December 1942 God gave them a new
son, Ferenc as a gift. During this period, just like previously, they experienced how our
Saviour took care of them all the time. They held the worship in their home in Kassa too.
In 1944 they had hard times again. On Pentecost Saturday Gyozo was arrested. His
wife was left alone with five children, expecting a baby, without any money. The people
who came for him did not say the cause. They did not even give any time for him to give
the money he had with him to his wife. This happened at 10 am. They were waiting for him
at home praying, but he did not come hours later either. In a circumstancial way she got to
know where he was. The next day she went to the official place. She told her problem, in
what a situation she was, then she was told that the reason for her husband was arrested
was holding prohibited church meeting. She asked for permission to talk to him, that she
got, but the money had been taken away from him when he got arrested and it was in
deposit, so he could not give it to her. People did not care about what the wife would do
with the family now. It was not easy, but both of them tried to place themselves to the best
place, into God's dear hand. In the prison her husband asked the Good Father on his
knees to be his family's providence, to give the every day bread mercifully from His own
hands. They believed that they would get the help, since he was not imprisoned for some
wickedness but because he tried to do His dear work. The Lord answered their prayers, and
in a wonderful way He took care of them.
While he was in prison, on 20 June 1944 another little daughter, Eszter, was born. Now
they had six children. When the mother was strong enough to be able to show the
newborn baby to his father, she took all the six children, and they went to the prison. The
policeman led the dear father to them, who took the little into his arms, and there in
the presence of the policeman offered her to the Lord. The policeman, leaning to the
door, was looking at the scene. He was so overcome by it that he could not hold his tears.
After a short conversation, they had to get separated again, entrusting each other to our
Saviour. They were glad at having met each other that they never forgot. After six days,
from the prison he was brought to the detention camp of Garany for undetermined
time. On the way he spent a short time in the prison of Budapest. There it was a hard
time because Pest was often bombarded. While he was there, he could spoke about Jesus
to many people. During the bombardment, by his faith he encouraged many people who
had fearful heart. While he was away, the family was praying a lot so that Jesus protect
him from all the troubles and bring him the freedom the soonest possible.
Their son Ferenc was one and a half years old then. He became completely ill because
he missed so much his father who was not at home. For him the lack of his father was
insupportable in an extreme way, but even the other children missed him very much. The
little Ferenc loved praying. He had a small chair, he was paddling around the flat bringing
that with him, and he put it down here and there, kneeled down next to it, and always said:
"Lord Jesus, bless my father too". He did this many times a day, and the God Almighty
accepted these prayers very kindly, since He says in His Word that we should be like a
child. Before God the children's trust is kind.
After three and a half months, freedom arrived for him. On 11 September 1944, when the
dear father arrived home, they gave thanks to the Lord with grateful heart. From this
time on the little Ferenc became joyful and happy again. I have to add to this story that that
time everything was sold by tickets. During these three and half months, they received
everything from the Good Father abundantly. They could even give food for others. Many
times they received food from three or four hundred kilometres, and they did not even
know the dear brothers God used as means. We know that in Heaven this is written for
everyone, as a sacrifice with good smell. When Gyozo arrived home, her wife showed
him that she even managed to buy the firewood for the winter, twenty quintal coke for
heating and the wood too. She happily made a testimony for her husband: "Apart from the
fact that we missed you a lot - like the father from the family, - the Lord gave us
everything. We did not miss anything else. Then Gyozo also told them how God helped
him too. After all these, their family sang their favourite song and their hearts were filled
with love and gratefulness for the Lord Jesus: God, You are great, and Your power is
great." Gyozo told how he had experienced God's help in the middle of troubles. That
period he was put among several types of people, and he asked for the Lord Jesus's
protection. Seeing his praying, exemplary life, many people gained faith. They asked
him to pray for them too. He never prayed aloud, but in many cases God answered aloud.
When he left the camp, even some of the leaders there asked him to pray for them too.
After his coming home, he was under police supervision until in 1945 troops came to
Kassa, and Kassa was joined to the newly created Czecho-Slovakia. In Kassa it was
not allowed to do pastoral work, therefore they dealt with retail for some years. From
this business some goods remained, that they could sell in the last weeks of the war, even
if in the circumstances of that time it could have happened easily that the relief soldiers
took the whole without paying them anything. Their fear was not without foundation,
since the first troops that entered the city had the permission to take anything they
wanted. "However, God protected us and our values all the while!" - his wife describes. -
"Once, a Russian general officer entered the small shop, and he was looking for a needle.
Gyozo served him and thinking that the colonel was not going to pay, said: here you are
the needles and have a nice day!
However, he paid. When he was about to go out, he
caught the sight of the lot of children in the shop, who were looking at him with fear,
because the shop was a room of our house. When he saw them, asked them if they miss
anything. We had experienced that they loved children, so we had the courage to say that
we had not been able to give them any bread for days. Then he went away. A few
hours later he returned, and he took a big warm loaf of bread out from behind of his
mantle. He gave it to the children and stroked their heads. Following this, until we
went away, he appeared every morning with a loaf of bread. The Lord Jesus can use
anybody as a mean.
The formed government created the order that those who had
moved to Kassa after 1938 and declare themselves as Hungarians, have to leave the
country. Since we also declared ourselves Hungarians, in the sense of the law within 24
hours - leaving our values there gratis - we had to go to Hungary, on foot, with a
maximum 20 kg bag per person! We asked the Almighty God to help us, and give us
some advice, since He could see that we could not go like this, since it was very cold, and
we had little children. Our prayer flew up to God, and He ordered for us a coach with
a horse. However, the decree forbade this too, and we could have the fear that at the
city's confine the couch would be sent back. We had been preparing for the hard travel
praying one night long. It was already not possible to buy any food anywhere. We had to
be in a hurry. We were not allowed to take any of our goods (furniture, pots, nothing)
with us. We put some sheets, clothes on the coach, and as our wealth we brought our six
children with us. The dear brothers and sisters in Christ and our neighbours were praying
with us the previous night, and we left on 2 March 1945 in the morning together with
God. We asked the Lord to maintain our physical soundness. We were standing before a
lot of troubles and difficulties, but we experienced that His guardian angels attended to
us. Shortly after we departed, it started to snow hard. We covered the coach by bedspreads, so
that the children would not get wet. Our youngest daughter, the little Eszter was 8
months old. We could only place the four smaller ones on the coach. The two older
children came on foot with their father. We had been travelling for a half an hour when the
gendarmes stopped us. They asked where we wanted to go. We answered that to Hungary.
They did not want to let us continue, because at time of deportation we did not get any
passports. They asked us what we were bringing in the coach. My husband lifted the
bedspread up, and showed our wealth: the little children. They were benevolent and
said:
"Continue your way. However, other people will surely send you back".
We were praying hard, and the Lord covered us. Until we got to Torna, nobody said
anything to us. Meanwhile, at a house we asked permission to enter so that we could
change the baby's diaper and get warm a bit. Our legs and everything became insensible
from the cold, but we had to continue our way. We arrived to Torna in the evening.
Brother Lackó and his family had been living here, so we thought we would stay with them
for the night and continue our way the next morning. However, we got to know then that
their house had got bombed, and they moved to their parents' house, so there was nothing
to do, we had to go forward. However, then the driver said he was not willing to
continue the way with us, since we agreed with him until this. He wanted to put us out on
the road. We asked him not to do this, we would pay him, but he did not want to take us
any further for any money. After a lot of entreaties and naturally for a great amount of
money he brought us until Tornanadaska. We looked for the magistrate of the village. We
told him about our travel. He placed us in a school building to sleep. They heated up the
room well, and also brought us some food. They told the driver that he has to bring us
forward because in the village nobody had a coach. The old man seemingly agreed but in
a short time he left us. We spent there a week. Then we managed to hire a driver from a
neighbouring farm, who took us forward to Szuhakallo, where the parents of Gyozo's first
wife lived.
They received us with great love. Then we found dear Grandfather Simon very ill.
Some days before he was brought to common work, and his big toe got a wound by his
ankle boots. The work supervisors pushed him so much that they did not let him lace them.
Because of this a gravel got in it. By the time he arrived home, his foot was full of wounds.
It got so infected that one of his toes started to die. You could not buy medicine those days,
and there was no doctor in the village, so poor grandfather got a fever. His suffering got
more and more serious. He had such a big pain that his mind wandered. His foot was very
swallen. Then his toe died. Poor grandmother had to cut the thews off by a blade that
had been holding his toe. A big wound was left there. Later on a doctor saw it and he said
that unfortunately his foot has to be amputated because the illness had spread further. We
already prayed with him more times, but his state did not improve. Once when the
Grandfather was alone with Gyozo, they were talking and praying again.
Dear Grandfather
was crying very much, even if he had a very hard character.
Gyozo hugged him and prayed
in the following way: "My God, You can touch that big wound and You have the
power to heal it completely, but if for a certain reason there is a need for having a
pain, please give that the wound get smaller." Then they felt that the Lord fondled
Grandfather Simon. From this time on the pain got smaller, and soon the wound got
completely cured. Dear Grandfather lived for many years after this, and he was healthy and
worked. Thanks to God!
A month later they moved to Miskolc from here. In Kassa the Lord told them that the dear
thing in His eyes will be if they go to Miskolc. He foresaid that it would be hard but He
was going to stay with them. The authorities only gave them a plundered upstairs flat for
use. The windows were missing. Since in the shops one could not buy any window
glasses, they went to live in one room and covered the window by a blanket so that the
children be protected a bit. That time no plates, no spoons, no pots could be bought, but
they did not have any of these. That time even if they had enough money, they could not
buy any kinds of food. But the Lord was with them. Here they had to start the spiritual
work again. They prayed a lot. They held worships in their flat again. They cried a lot in
front of the Lord asking Him to move the brothers' and sisters' hearts to come. On
Pentecost Sunday 1945 only two brothers arrived from Kisgyőr village. Led by the Lord's
Spirit, Gyozo said that he was going to Kisgyor with these two brothers and he was going
to hold worship there. They went there on foot, since there were not any means of transport
that time. When they arrived, they got to know that the brothers and sisters were in another
village at worship. Some people went to call them home. That evening they held the first
worship, and the next day they held a meeting again. The Lord's message deeply touched
the brothers who were loaded in their spirit. They were longing for absolution, and then,
after praying one and a half day, twenty-eight people settled their things with the Lord,
and were filled by the Holy Spirit.
Among the brothers and sisters of Kisgyor there were youngsters who often went to
Miskolc to meet them on foot. People were very poor. The young people went on bare
foot up to Miskolc-Tapolca in order to spare their shoes, and they only put them on in the
town confine. This road there and back is approximately 40 km! They held a praying hour
every day that were very blessed and attracted the hearts more and more. That time
brothers said when day arrived: "We came to the fountain-head!" That time the room
next to their flat was hired and furnished as a meeting room. After the terror of the war, the
distressed, scored people filled with mourning were looking for peace, comfort,
getting off their loads. God led them in a way so that they could buy an old house in
Bacso Bela Street, where they had the possibility to build. At the opening festivity 29
people were baptised. They could feel God's blessing outpouring.
At the beginning of 1946, by a revelation, God sent Gyozo to Romania. Many loaded,
tired brothers and sisters were waiting for him there, who became washed in the Lord
Jesus's blood, gained peace, and many of them became cured from their illnesses.
Three months later, after finishing the task that God entrusted them with, they went home
happily, filled with joy in their heart. Shortly after this, on 11 September 1946 the Lord
blessed them and gave them a daughter again, Marta. On 22 December 1948 their son,
Mihaly, on 3 October 1950 their daughter Viola, and on 1 March 1952 their daughter
Palma were born.
They arrived to one of the hardest periods of their life in 1961. Their congregation was
flourishing. They lived in an earnest, faithful community with God and with the brothers
and sisters. After a persistent work, their number multiplied to 120, among them many
young people.
One day, on his mission travel, Gyozo felt bad. He had such a strong spasm
that he could not sit or stand. He went home in pains. With his wife he prayed, and the
spasm disappeared. However, these kinds of pains repeated for a year, then when he had
these spasms again they called for a doctor. Until the doctor arrived, Gyozo prayed, and the
Spirit told him: You have appendicitis. When the doctor came, Gyozo asked: Is this not
appendicitis, Doctor? The doctor examined him, and he was immediately taken to the
operation theatre because he had putrid appendicitis. When he woke up after having
been operated, and was alone, he gave thanks to God for His help in his operation. Then
the Lord's Spirit started to talk to him: 'Do you remember brother Ranev?' 'Yes, I do - he
answered. 'And do you remember what you were thinking of him when he got operated?'
'Yes, I do' - he said with humiliated spirit. Then the Lord's Spirit said:
"My Child, now
this happened to you to learn "Do not judge, and you will not be judged." (Luke 6:37)
He was filled with endless gratitude, because he had learnt: "Those whom I love I rebuke
and discipline." (Revelations 3:19) In the hospital one of the pastors and his wife visited
him. They came together with an old, believer sister who said lamenting: "Oh poor
brother Sarkany, where did you get? Where did you loose your faith?" Gyozo put his hand
on her mouth scared, and said: "My Sister, do not continue saying this, because I am
here for having thought the same thing."
But "all things work together for good to
those who love God." (Romans 8:28) Yes, we have to learn this, and have to believe it.
Several years later in Budapest he served in a Baptist church at a meeting. When after the
service he was going out of the room, an old sister ran after him, and said: "Brother Gyozo
Sarkany, please wait. I have to talk to you." He stopped and she asked: "Please forgive me
because I had hurt you." She looked at him, and he recognised the old lady who had visited
him in the hospital. "You have always respected me, and you have never hurt me - he said.
- So why should I forgive you?" She answered: "Do you remember when you were in
hospital and I asked lamenting where you had lost your faith, and then you put your hand
on my mouth and asked me to stop saying such, because you were also there for having
done the same. A few weeks ago I also was taken to hospital - the sister said, - and got
operated with appendicitis. When I was over the operation, the Holy Spirit told me:
"Do
you still remember when you judged my son Gyozo? You can see, my daughter, this
happened to you so that "Do not judge, and you will not be judged. {...} For with the
measure you use, it will be measured to you." (Luke 6:37-38) Let us give thanks to
the Lord for his teaching us with love!
Now let us return to the testimony when he prayed above his ill wife when his hands were
also ill. She was cured by God then; however, Gyozo's hands remained ill. After a
relatively long time, one morning he surprisedly noticed that when he was having a wash
he did not wear his rubber gloves as he always had done before, and the wounds
disappeared without leaving any trace. He shouted to his wife exultingly: "Please come
here quickly and look what the Lord has done!" And they thanked the Lord in an eager
prayer for His endless goodness and love. God judged his sin when he had judged other
people, and even if he had suffered for this, God relieved him. We know that He will never
remember of it! "Blessed is he whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered.
Blessed is the man whose sin the LORD does not count against him and in whose spirit is
no deceit." (Psalm 32:1-2)
"I experienced the following things in 1957. As a consequence of having given birth to
eight children, my wife became very weak and seriously ill. We went to see a doctor, who
suggested that she should go through a big operation. He undertook the operation and
provided a place in his hospital. We tried to entrust her to God with praying heart, and she
went to hospital in these circumstances. She was over the operation and got out of the bed
in a short time, and served her ill room-mates. She gave testimony on God's power and
love. One Saturday, I went to talk to the doctor who had operated her. He told me with
joy: "Well, Mr Sarkany, everything went great. When would you like to take your dear
wife home?" We agreed upon Monday. He was still talking to me when he was called to
the phone. He greeted me shortly and I got an inner feeling that somebody wanted to talk
to him as far as my wife is concerned. I was still standing in the hall thinking he might
call me, but it did not happen, so I went home. On the same day I sent a sister to ask a
believer nurse how my wife was. She came back soon and said that there was a problem.
My dear wife was bleeding and the doctor was called because of this. The next morning,
on Sunday, I visited her. She was faint pale. She was speaking weak, without strength.
She said that the doctor was in a sweat because he felt extremely bad about having told
me previously that everything had gone fine. However, now they were incapable of doing
anything. They could not stop the bleeding. In this way she was bleeding until
Wednesday morning. That was the week of common prayer meetings in Miskolc held
with the congregations of believers. The Baptist pastor asked the brothers and sisters to
pray together for brother Sarkany's dear wife, thinking of their little children who needed
motherly care. All the brothers and sisters who were present prayed together, and we
felt God's presence. My wife did not know about this, but that night she had a lot of
spiritual struggles. She thought to ask to go home, and we would pray for her at home.
Early morning the believer nurse went to visit her and she said that the doctor could not
let her go home in this state.
When the nurse went away, my wife took her Bible, and asked the Lord to say her
something through the Word. Her Bible opened at the story of the bleeding woman,
she read that. She said crying: My Lord, I believe, please help me in my defeatism. Than
sweet warmth went through her members, and immediately felt that her bleeding had
stopped.
In a short time the nurse came and asked how she was. She happily answered
that she was already fine now. The nurse surprisedly asked her why she was saying this.
My wife told her that the Lord Jesus had come to her and had cured her of her bleeding
by the morning. The nurse doubtingly said "well, we will see". However, when she
started to nurse her, smiting her hands together she shouted: "A miracle happened
indeed: there is no bleeding!" She ran to the doctor to inform him and the head doctor of
the department came too, and they asked: "Mrs Sarkany, what happened?" She repeated
that the Lord Jesus had come to help her. When they let her go home a few days later,
they said she would surely have to come back. More than twenty years have passed since
than, and the recovery was complete." Gyozo Sarkany wrote these lines in Miskolc in
1978. Glory to God!
After the dear blessing, in 1961 personal attack started against Gyozo Sarkany. They
had a lot of persecution. Gyozo's work permission was taken away. He was not allowed to
do any service, and he had to sit in the rows. Only the Lord knows what he experienced in
this period. In the church only people who did not have the talent for preaching were
allowed to preach the Word. In this way their nice work went to ruin in front of their eyes.
There were brothers who said crying: - "Brother Sarkany, we will not come to church
because we do not get anything. We go home just like we came." However, they asked
them not to do this and to keep on praying, and God would help. One can not describe such
a pain that they experienced together with many faithful brothers, seeing the decreasing
number of the church. The enemy reached its goal. They remained without a salary for
five years. That period they still had five children with them: two of them attended
grammar school, and three of them went to elementary school. However, the Good
Father did not avert His eyes from them, and took care of them through brothers belonging
to other churches. We know that God credited what they did for their good.
This period they did not have any official income, therefore they sold their part of the
house. They spent a part of this money on their children's education, the other, bigger part
was spent on the high costs of emigration petitions. Because, in their exasperation they
accepted the invitation of their son Gyozo who lived in Canada and of the Hungarian
church in Toronto namely that Gyozo could become the church's pastor. However,
the permission to travel was refused. Then, because of the lot of worries, his wife got
cerebral cramp, of which she got better and was cured completely by the Lord.
After five
years passed, when they already lived in a rented house, asking for the Lord's advice, from
the offered possibilities they decided for Kaposvar, even if they did not know the
circumstances there. They moved to here with four children because their daughter Eszter
got married in the meantime. In Kaposvar the church had only eight members, because for
years they did not have a pastor and the small congregation broke up. A little prayer
house was built, containing a pool for baptism. Numerous brothers and sisters also came
from Pecs to the inauguration ceremony. Thanks to the Lord, they enjoyed God's blessings
again. Their son Gyozo sent some money from Toronto and they had some new benches
prepared to put in the new meeting room. We ask the Lord to bless him and all those who
helped with anything for this holy work. They worked in Kaposvar for three years. During
this period, the little church number grew to thirty five members. Many of their prayers
were answered, thanks to the Lord. Here they experienced the joy of their work again.
They were happy to have God with them.
When they had plenty of blessings, and the fruit started to ripe, in 1969 they were asked
to return to Miskolc again, because the work here was in danger. The little congregation
of Kaposvar felt bad about their return because they were one, but they also said yes to
the Lord's will.
Arrived to Miskolc, a lot of difficulties waited for them again. Only
22 people took part on the occasion of the first Lord's supper.
We can imagine how big
the pain was in their heart. Therefore, struggling with the plenty of difficulties, they had
to start the work from the beginning. That time only two of them came back to Miskolc.
They received many attacks in their trials, but they tried to look at the Lord, and they
asked Him for strength to endure all these. Years, hard years had to pass until the struggle
got quieter. Then the Lord encouraged them. In a short time more and more of the local
people also returned. After this they decided to congregate a Brothers and Sisters'
Meeting. Plenty of them became renewed, and a lot of ill people got cured. God
wonderfully did His work. When they held the yearly Brothers' and Sisters' Meeting
again, there were 250-300 people. Our good Father arranged and took care of everything.
He blessed the occasions, so they took leave of the brothers from other towns having a
recreation in spirit and body, in the belief of meeting them again soon. The last meeting
led by Gyozo was held in 1980. So, after returning to Miskolc they could do this work
for 11 years. They were full of plans, but the Lord brought another decision.
Gyozo's wife
was lying in bed seriously ill for weeks, when on the night of 10 November she
dropped besides her bed.
Gyozo jumped there to help but - as the doctors stated later on - he got a heart attack.
Two days later he got two more heart attacks in the hospital, and he generally had a very
weak heart all his life.
On 12 November, at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, our sweet
Heavenly Father who loves him brought him home. God proved that He loves his
faithful servant very much, because He did not leave him suffer for long.
Gyozo always
told the brothers and sisters: Look, not the ill people die but the one whose time arrived!
"At the funeral, five-hundred brothers and sisters, many church leaders, many followers,
and his more than thirty family members were present from Hungary and the neighbouring
countries, taking leave of him. I understood one important thing in my life: it does not
depend on God if we will meet. In my case it is me, in your case it is you who has to make
the decision. When? When it is still possible. Today it is still possible! I live believing that
just like until now He has always helped us with everything, He is going to help me and
my family - whom I received from Him - to get there: by grace, because He does not show
favouritism!
Thanks and gratitude to Him forever!
Hallelujah! Amen."
Written by Mrs Gyozo Sarkany in Miskolc in 1982.
"The memory of the true be blessed!"
How wonderful the Lord is in all His acts!
Glory to His Holy Name!
Translated by Eva Varga
Compiled by Rozalia Makai http://www.vargamakai.com