Little Faith

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Posted by: " Lucille Baker " borgor

Sun Jul 13, 2008 4:54 pm (PDT)

 

LITTLE FAITH: This one made me Cry!!!

 

Sometimes we need the faith of a little child. Like any good mother,

when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what

she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling.

 

They found out that the new baby was going to be a girl, and day after

day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy.

He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even

met her.

 

The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the

Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee. In

time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every

three, every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery

and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a C-section be

required? Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was

born.

 

But she was in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the

night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care

unit at St. Mary's Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee. The days inched by.

The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents,

" There is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst. "

 

Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial

plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new

baby but now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral.

Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister.

" I want to sing to her, " he kept saying. Week two in intensive care

looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael

kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed

in Intensive Care.

 

Karen made up her mind, though. She would take Michael whether they

liked it or not!

 

If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her alive.

She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU.

He looked like a walking laundry basket. But the head nurse recognized

him as a child and bellowed, " Get that kid out of here now! No

children are allowed. " The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the

usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head

nurse's face, her lips a firm line. " He is not leaving until he sings

to his sister! "

 

Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at the tiny

infant losing the battle to live.

 

After a moment, he began to sing. In the pure-hearted voice of a

3-year-old, Michael sang: " You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you

make me happy when skies are gray --- " Instantly the baby girl seemed

to respond.

 

The pulse rate began to calm down and become steady. " Keep on singing,

Michael, " encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes. " You never know

dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away- "

 

As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing

became as smooth as a kitten's purr. " Keep on singing, sweetheart!! ! "

" The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my

arms... " Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest,

seemed to sweep over her. " Keep on singing, Michael. " Tears had now

conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed. " You are my

sunshine, my only Sunshine. Please don't, take my sunshine away... "

 

The next, day...the very next day...the little girl was well enough

to go home! Woman's Day Magazine called it " The Miracle of a Brother's

Song. " The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a

miracle of God's love!

 

NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE. LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.

 

Please send this to all the people that have touched your life in

some way. Life is good. Have a Wonderful Day!

 

When you receive this recite the following prayer. That's all you have

to do. There is nothing attached. This is the power of prayer at work.

 

Let's continue to pray for one another.

 

PRAYER:

 

May today there be peace within you.

May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.

 

May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.

May you use those gifts that you have received,

and pass on the love that has been given to you.

 

May you be content knowing that you are a child of God.

Let His presence settle into your bones,

and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, and to bask in the sun.

 

It is there for each and every one of you.

Have a bless weekend

Lucy