Have You Ever Been Witness To A Miracle

miracles of healing was showedJohn Acts 4:22

He was eight days old and my son lay dying in my arms. In the darkness I held him on my chest and watched him fight for every breath. Quietly he rested but only for a moment. Then, as if there was thunder in the room, he cried out in utter immeasurable pain.

His little hands twiched with every breath sending unbearable, screeches into the night. My boy was dying right in my arms and there wasn't much I could do. Out of futility the doctors did a spinal tap. Then they spoke these words " We have to go now or we don't stand a chance."

The early morning ambulence ride was a white knuckle trip. Traffic seemed to move in slow motion as we weaved on through the night. Looking at his listless, lifeless body I saw the face of death. Then I pleaded," Lord, he is only eight days old, not now."

The message was brought by a man I had never seen before. " Your son has a rare disease that only 17 children in the world have had. He has blood clots in his brain and there is nothing we can do." The name I could not pronounce let alone spell.

Patrick turns fifteen in three weeks. He stands almost 6'1 and is as healthy as can be. Last year he was the only 8th grader to make the Bantam A hockey team. He is the love of my life and he is my modern day miracle.

Miracles can be broken down into signs, wonders and works. They are to manifest God's glory and His presence. They produce faith, obedience and proof of Jesus as the Messiah.

Let go and let God
Was all that I could do.
Set everything aside
And let Jesus pull us through.

Moments moved to hours
And hours moved to weeks.
I held his hand and kissed his little cheek.

Then somewhere in the Heavens
Far beyond where I could see
God made a decision
To let Patrick stay with me.