The Birth of (M.Y.W.B.D) depended on a number of factors. Of these fortunate factors, and perhaps the most important is one individual who was a guide, a role model and a catalyst. We mean by this none other than The President of the Association Miss Rosine Saab who has dedicated her time and efforts in voluntary work to help the needy, and serve the community. In April 2002, she was diagnosed with brain cancer, and doctors had given Miss Saab about two months to live. But, by the grace of God and the intercession of St. Rafka, she was miraculously cured of her cancer; all that, had been firmly and confirmed by doctors' documentations and medical reports from various hospitals in Lebanon as well as the USA. Since that time, she has dedicated herself entirely to helping the needy, the prisoners, the handicapped, the homeless and the sick by means of voluntary work throughout the community. Miss Saab holds a Bachelor’s Degree in Graphic Design from Notre Dame University (NDU); she is currently working as an art director in INDEED Co. (a publishing & printing Company)
My Second Birth - written by Rosine Saab 16/4/2002
It is the story of my second birth. That came to be with the help of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and through the intercession of my beloved Saint and patron, St. Rafka. The story began on the 16th of April 2002. Three months prior to this date I started having severe head-ache on the right side; I did not give much importance to the matter since my work, as a graphic designer, demanded many hours at the computer. The pain severely persisted; so my parents insisted I check in to the hospital for a general check-up, to see what was the cause of this head ache. Being a Christian believer, and having been fascinated by the life of St. Rafka I prayed to her in refuge from my unknown pain.
Why Saint Rafka?
As a resident of Batroun; a city near St Joseph convent in "Jrabta village" where the grave site of my beloved Saint is; I had often visited that Holy Shrine to pray to the Saintwho has bothaffected and fascinatedme in the way she had lived her life that had been full of pain and suffering that she deserved to be called ; "The Patron of Suffer". I turned to her for refuge and support because visiting her tomb, I felt was as good a remedy and cure as going to the hospital; if not more so. I had often taken all my friends and relatives and anyone who was in need of spiritual guidance or suffered any health tribulations asking for her intervention and she would always and quickly respond.
But at on that night of April 16th 2002 I woke up around 3:00 am with a terrible head-ache and pain thathad spread from the right side of my head to my right eye, it was growing so fast I felt that it might just bethe end. Even though the room was so dark, and I couldn’t see any lights, I concentrated on the side of the mirror frame, in my bedroom, where I had inserted a photo of St. Rafka. Talking to the picture I asked my patron why she was not helping me, why she has forsaken me and left me to suffer so much pain. I cried and begged her to help me because I could not bear it any more. I cried out “Where are you? Come and see the condition I am in, I’m suffering a lot, why you don’t respond to my calls? Don’t you see my pain? Please help me, help mebear the pain … I used to ask for your intercession for others and you responded quickly to my calls on their behalf, it’s my turn now, it is I who need your help, do I have a place in your heart?Can you hear my prayers??” I was screaming because of the unbearable pain I was in, it felt like my head would explode, or my eye would fall off. Suddenly I felt someone, ashape, a figure come and sit beside me, and a leg that touched mine; the cover was removed, and I felt the presence of someone next to me, and I heard a clear voice saying: “Rosine, don’t worry you’re in good hands”.
I can't describe the magnificence of that moment; the response of my Patron was so quick! And the peace I felt in my heart that night because of St. Rafka’s presence still fills my heart until this very moment, and shall remain so for the rest of my life... I fell asleep, still in pain, but deep inside I was sure that nothing bad will happen to me; that’s what my Saint promised me.
The following morning I woke up with the same persisting pain, and was quickly admitted to Intensive care unit in state of coma with a severe brain hemorrhage. The medical test results showed that the brain was in a very critical condition and had moved from the top of the head down to the neck and I needed an immediate brain surgery to stop the hemorrhage. The MRI was very clear and showed dangerous results, and the surgeon had informed my parents that the brain was in a very bad condition, and I was rushed into the operating room. What happened next was a total surprise, may be even a miracle.
Before the doctors could operate on my head the bleeding stopped suddenly, they had informed my parents that until I am fully out from under the anesthesia which will not be for another 48hrs, they would not be able to tell what damage the bleeding had done. The prognosis was I might be completely paralyzed, or totally blind, or even suffer total amnesia. Everyone waited, but as soon as the anesthesia wore off I immediately woke up singing the hymns of St. Rafka and asked for a priest to give me the communion. Then I told my parents for the first time all what had happened to me the night before when St. Rafka came to my bed side and assured me that no harm would befall me. I could not tell them all that before as I was in coma, Then I asked mom to bring me the photos of Saint Rafka to distribute them because she had been the one that interceded in my healing and I also asked her to sew a black robe for me to wear, which I did for 6 years.
With My Parents During Therapy
This was only the beginning of my story. The surgeons after having done a post surgery biopsy; found that the cause of the bleeding was brain cancer, Glyoblastoma Multiform Cancer. 60% of it was removed in the first surgery but 9 cm in diameter still remained in the brain; it was the worst kind of cancer. The biopsy was sent for to many labs in France & USA, and the test results all confirmed that it was Glyoblastoma Multiform Cancer and that I had only 2 months to live. My Parents then decided to take me to the most important cancer treatment center in the States "St. Luke's Episcopal Hospital" in Houston-Texas.
With my Oncologist Professor Philip Salem The Head of Cancer Research Center
There I was scheduled to be treated by the head of the cancer Research Center Professor Philip Salem a Lebanese Doctor, and I was considered a hopeless case, but before the treatments began the miracles started, I still had a 9 cm in diameter brain cancer, but with in 2 weeks it started to shrink from 9 cm to 6, then to 4, and to 2.6 cm and the last MRI showed a cancer that had shrunk to 1.5cm and this again was before the treatment had even started. Professor Philip Salem had a conference consultancy to study my case then he told me: "I know you have a place with God, but let science do its part, we have to surgically remove the remaining 1.5 cm, then you have to undergo 30 sessions of radiations and 4 sessions of chemotherapy and with this we will completely get rid of the cancer.”
After Second Brain Surgery
Personally I was quiet sure that I wasn't in need of all that treatment as God was working on healing me, but I had to submit to hat since it wasn't my decision alone, it was also my parents', as they were suffering and waiting. So I went through a second surgery to remove the remaining cancer and I was supposed to stay in the hospital for 10 days but I left on the 4th day.
I was informed of all the side effects that followed radiation and chemotherapy treatment but deep inside, I was sure nothing would happen to me as my Saint Miraculously I went through all the treatment without experiencing any of the side effects normally associated with them. I was supposed to loose my hair especially in the region where I had the surgery, there was a high risked of being bold for the rest of my life as I was receiving the highest radiation (high gamma knife radiation); not to mention anemia and dryness of the throat and the weakness and many others things, but surely with the grace God nothing is impossible for He’s the God of love and Mercy and if we trust in him he'll never forsake us.
During Radiotherapy Session
During Radiotherapy Session
Serving The Lord and being a witness to his words has always been my aim and target, and my path was clearly defined by the miraculous healing I had received from God.
In order to serve this purpose, I decided to establish an association under the name of “MAY YOUR WILL BE DONE” as it had been the prayer of my patron Saint Rafka and basically it is the prayer that our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ taught us.