Miracles

Wikipedia describes the word MIRACLE as this: A miracle is an unexpected event attributed to divine intervention. The past week or so I have seen my share of honest actual miracles; God ordained, God intervened, God-given miracles. At this point in my life, I already believe in God. I believe in His word as well as His works. However, in the course of everyday hectic life, sometimes it is easy to forget the things that are truly works of our divine creator. Things that give those little chills up our spine or bring tears to our eyes. This blog will hopefully mostly center on bringing these things to mind.

Yesterday, I received a telephone call from my mother. She had just spoken to a very dear friend who was in tears after hearing from her son that her newly one year old grand-daughter had taken a nasty spill. As details emerged throughout the evening, the scene became more and more dire. The baby had been in the attic with her maternal grandmother, a gate covering the opening to the steep staircase. Yet before her eyes, this grandma had been unable to prevent her tiny granddaughter from slipping between the bars and falling headfirst down the entire flight of steps.

When the grandmother reached her at the bottom of the stairs, the child had no outward signs of damage except for a few goose eggs on her head. Until they realized that blood was coming from her ears. The child never lost consciousness, however they knew that the bleeding was a bad sign so they raced her to the hospital. After arriving she faced MRI and CT scans. Unfortunately, the news was not good at all. She had sustained several skull fractures as well as a large subdural hematoma on her brain. She had a concussion and bleeding on her brain. The outcome was only to be guessed.

The baby was transferred to our local Children's Hospital shortly after dinnertime. She had a calm night, resting comfortably. More tests were run to see if the damage to her brain had improved or gotten worse over the nighttime hours. The neurologist following her case stated that there was a chance that the damage could be far reaching...maybe learning disabilities, maybe other problems. However, he also assured them he would be there for the family for the duration, as long as that might be.

When my Mom's friend got to the hospital to see her grand baby on the morning of February 27th, the day after the accident, she found her sleeping peacefully. The family was gathered around for support when the new test results came in. THERE WAS NO LONGER A SUBDURAL HEMATOMA TO BE FOUND! THE BLEEDING ON THE CHILD'S BRAIN COULD NOT BE DETECTED! PRAISE GOD!!

No one knows what kind of long term prognosis this child will have. However, the immediate concern over the bleeding on her brain has been replaced by awe and wonder at the glory of God's healing works. A plan was in place within minutes to begin a prayer chain for this child. People all over the United States who had never even heard of the family were praying for the healing and life of this baby. Through God's merciful healing a family is going to bed tonight with hope and thanksgiving instead of fear and dread. To me, that is the greatest miracle of all!