Friday, March 13, 2009



1. an effect or extraordinary event in the physical world that surpasses all known human or natural powers and is ascribed to a supernatural cause.

2. such an effect or event manifesting or considered as a work of God.

3. a wonder; marvel.

Call it what you will, but in my book, it was nothing short of a miracle. The hand of God intervening in the small, yet important, details of my life. A cry answered. A prayer heard.

I was alive.
I was not having contractions.
I woke up still very pregnant- my babies still able to grow and thrive inside of me.

The bag of lasics was helping my organs to get rid of the excess fluid. The pressure in my chest was slowly residing. Over the next week, I would get stronger. Sweet, miraculous healing.

The most amazing of all, I was not having contractions. They had stopped. For the moment, they had completely stopped. I had been on medicine controlling their intensity and frequency since December. At the height of their intensity, I was having contractions two minutes apart (a seemingly irreversible situation). Because of my allergic reactions, I was not able to be given any medicine to stop this process called childbirth. The doctor came by and let me know that the birth of my children, because of their inability to intervene medicinally, could happen at any moment. For now, all was calm. More waiting.

For the next 5 weeks, the only medicine that was keeping those babies in was prayer. Prayer in itself is a miracle to me - a true gift for those who know Jesus as their personal Lord. What an amazing thing! The prayers of the saints entering the throne room of heaven and those answers physically manifesting on the Earth (and specifically in my hospital room). My faith grew by leaps and bounds that day. God did hear me. His promises were still true. He did care about the details in my life and He was proving Himself faithful to me (even through my doubt).


gamichess said...

I come home everyday and can not wait to read your blog. You never cease to amaze me with your writing. As I have read each and every day, not that I didn't think your children were special(you know I feel about my babies) but your stories and your faith in God just reassure me everyday just how special your little ones are.As I have already told you how I feel about you, Rob and those babies, now I REALLY know just how much of a miracle they really are. Keep up the great stories. Love you to the moon and back!