Go here for Part One of this story.
..........We introduced ourselves and I told them we went to church with their friend (who, thankfully, had visited earlier that day and told them we might be coming). We told them we had been praying for them and then they said.....
"The prayers must be working because this has been her best day. They are removing some of her tubes and she is sitting up and talking".
OH MY WORD times 100!!!!
The doctors have been telling her parents that they didn't know what was wrong with her so they cut her open the length of her body and she needed 4 surgeries to sew her back together because the infection had caused so much swelling. Then she got a septic infection (no idea what exactly that is, just that it is bad). She wasn't conscious or breathing on her own and the doctors told them she wasn't going to make it. They had no idea what was causing it and she's been in the hospital for 2 weeks.
And, then people prayed.
So, I could give you more details, but they openly shared what they've been going through, how it has affected their family emotionally (her twin is almost in denial, perhaps in fear that it will happen to her also). She has a long path to full recovery, but she will probably be moved out of ICU tomorrow...PRAISE THE LORD!
We shared some scripture with them and then asked if we could pray with them. The four of us bowed our heads and I have never felt so much a part of God's miraculous will as I did in that moment. I will remember this night for the rest of my life. They were very grateful that we came and after hugs and a few more words of encouragement I cried tears of joy as we walked to the elevator and they returned to sit by their daughter's bed. Her mom said she wanted to jump in bed with her and snuggle up close and that about broke my heart all over again.
It wasn't because I am fearless or a "Super Christian"....it wasn't even about me. But, God healing this girl and allowing us the honor of witnessing it did change me. I don't want to give up or get distracted by things that will make no difference tomorrow. I've fallen victim to that....we call it "surviving". And, that's not good enough for me anymore!
We must continue to pray for this family that God will finish the good work He has begun and they will not live in fear of it ever happening again.
I also remembered to give my kids lots of lovin' because we just never know what tomorrow will bring and I don't want to miss an opportunity to let them know how special they each are.