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This story gave me chill-bumps - How about you? ~saralynn
June 1, 2005
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A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David, held

her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean

to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.

Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as

kindly as he could. There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one." Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No!" was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw,' the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of

tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.

There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there. At last, when Dana turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of

surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted. Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty

young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story.

One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team

was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other

adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms

across her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?"

Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied "Yes, it smells like rain." Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again, her mother

replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain."

Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on

His chest."

Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to

touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.

June 1, 2005
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Sara.

What a beautiful story.

Thank you for sharing it.

Lolli

June 1, 2005
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It's a miracle that that extremely premature child wasn't left to die from withdrawing feeding, water, breathing help etc ... as so many others are on medical advice nowadays. Doctors 'play God' far too often & make life-&-death assessments based on very incomplete & speculative 'knowledge'.

If the undernourished mother of 14 children in poverty was expecting a hearing-damaged, undeveloped child nowadays, the likelihood of abortion being advised would be v high (esp. here in England & Europe.) Then we wouldn't have had Beethoven.

June 1, 2005
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Saralynn:

What a beautiful story. I'm certain it is totally true.

Can I share a story w/ ya'll?

My last child was born so perfect. Then 3 hours later she crashed.

She had strep b. There's a whole lot of another story regarding strep b, but maybe I'll get into that another time. Just want to say strep b is preventable and had I been told I was a carrier my child would never had contracted it.

She spent the next 11 days in ICU, me by her side all along. So many tubes, wires, I didn't even get to hold her till she was 4-5 days old.

To get to the point. They came and told us she would not live. She was just to weak and the infection was just to strong. She was 8lb15oz and scored 9 on the 1st apgar 3 hours prior to her crashing. But the infection was to strong.

So, my husband and I sat down on my hospital bed one afternoon and we held hands and prayed to God and we told God how much we love her but if it be his will that she not live then take good care of her in heaven.
That was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. (still brings tears to my eyes).

Several days later I was sitting in the ICU rocking my baby and humming Jesus Loves You to her for the 10,000th time and our pastor came walking in. He came in because the hospital had called and thought it be best that he give us the news. This precious baby that we gave back to God was not gonna live.

What a blessing God gave us that day. And what a blessing she has been every day since. On June 4th she will be 12 years old.

This is why I say my God is so good. This is why I will never lose my faith. This is what life is all about.

Just wanted to share. Thanks.

June 1, 2005
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Mammacinnamon, I will hold your story in my heart - may I share with you my story? After 2 children, my husband and I thought we were through having kids, and made a decision for me to have my tubes tied. Well, low and behold, before my appointment to have the procedure done - we got pregnant. Ofcourse we were overjoyed! On our first visit to the doctor, he ordered a sonogram which was not his normal procedure. I was about 8 weeks pregnant and he could not find the baby. Having had 2 healthy pregnancies, I had no reason to doubt this would be the same. He told us to come back in two weeks and either I would miscarry or everything would be okay. On the way home my husband and I sang praise songs through our tears and gave our little one to God. God gave me a verse "faith is the evidence of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." and although I saw nothing on that sonogram screen where a baby was supposed to be - I believed. Well, I did miscarry, but I had such peace. On the day our baby was due to be born we conceived our third child - a baby girl. Her name is Ashlie FAITH. I am EverHOPEFUL, ~sara

June 1, 2005
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oh MamaC, what a wonderful miracle... many happy birthday blessings to your little lovely girl!

Hearing about these kinds of events is just so wonderful. Helps people to remember there IS good and great things happening in our World...

thanks for sharing.

June 1, 2005
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Saralyn, MamaC, everyone...
These stories remind me of my step sons scary introduction to life.
He was born 3 and a half months early ((due to his mom's habits crack& booze)) (Grrrrrrrrr)
Jacob was born less tha none pound. he was in the NICU for 3 moths and LUCKILY had little problems.. he is now just shy of 8 years old and a very precotious, vibrant, wonderful child..
He does have a cough that I think has bee nthere since birth, and appears to have some hyper actice, add symptoms, but other than that he didnt have ANY signs of feta lalcohol syndrome or other dreadful Issues..
He is a miracle, and what i believe is a huge part of why/how J and I are together. I am supposed ot be there for this child, becasue his mom is pickled beyond help, and well, most of you have read my posts about Hubbsters issues..
I am too afraid ot have children of my own, but always saw myself as a mother, adn had very strong "visions" of parenting all through my life.. Unfortunately, Due ot Diabetes complications I am too afraid to get pregant myself, becasue even though I may have a hard, but "okay" pregancy, It could be too much for my body to endure and kill me sometime down the road, and I think It would be very selfish of me to bring a child into this world knowing I may not be able to raise her/him. IF i could afford or find a surrogate I would.. that is IF J was more stable as well.

Sorry I f I hijacked this thread, but i wanted to share a little bit of why your posts moved me soo much.
There are miracles and blessing everyday, and I love hearing about them, and seeing them for myself too.

((((Thanks for sharing))
I need ot find the kleenex.. or a sleeve

June 1, 2005
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addicts wife, You did NOT hijack this thread, you only added to it with sweet Jacob! How wonderful that God placed you in his life with your loving and nurturing heart! I'm sure you'll find many opportunities in this life to have children born of your beautiful spirit, if not born of your flesh. I do hope one day, though, that you're able to have the experience of childbirth. Bests, ~saralynn

June 1, 2005
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(((humble thanks and gratitude)))

June 1, 2005
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AW: Bless you for being there for Jacob. Who would be if it weren't for you. Kinda like another little J I know.:) Not all are meant to have children. I do empathize w/ your thoughts of wanting a child tho. There are so so many things you can do that would have you mothering all thru your life. Daycare, prechool or school volunteer, hospital volunteer. You would not believe in an icu of 20 beds so many babies had nobody come see them. God will use you just as much as you are willing to give.

I'm glad you shared your miracle story Saralynn. Isn't God good.

Juanita: My child will have her 12th birthday on the 4th.

On another type of miracle note. I know some will not agree, but the Bible says that even thru our infirmatives we will be blessed.

I know this little girl. The uspeakable happened to her. She was raped. So very sad. Should never have to happen to anyone ever. Well, this little girl was raped again several weeks after she had come forward and told. The rapist got put in jail thank God. I do not in any way want anyone to say I think that the rape was ok. It is never ok. The miracle/blessing from this terrible thing that happened is.... This little girl has cancer. That is also so sad. But the blessing is that because of the hurt she endured the cancer was found. Probably a lot earlier than if nothing had ever happened. The cancer was caught early. She has much better chances of overcoming this. Also, this little girl is using the terrible things that has happened and is using it to help other little girls. Yes, this is our own little girl here. She is rising above the tragedy and is going to be ok. She is just so amazing.

These blessing we have been speaking of happen all the time. We only need to open our eyes.

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June 1, 2005
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Thanks so much saralynn, mamac & AW...AW, here, I'll share my box of tissues with ya, ok? May I add another miracle to the list?

I was told that I would probably never have a child for various medical reasons...I could certainly relate to the anguish of being on your knees in deep pain and despair...everyone around me was having babies, here I was getting older and older and running out of hope.

My husband was in just as much pain as I, and our wonderful pastor at the time tried to help out as much as he could. I was so depressed and heartbroken, most people did not understand what we were going thru. We decided to look into missions and within 6 months sold all of our stuff, quit our jobs (we were both computer analysts) and off we went around the country to raise support. We put our lives and futures in God's hands and let the baby-thing go.

Right around the time we got to Wyoming (I've always loved that state), I started getting sicker and sicker and wanted to just take naps with stuffed animals (weird, 'cause I was never a stuffed animal person). On a hunch, I took a pregnancy test and found out I was expecting! At the age of 31 I had my first child and our fourth at the age of 39-3/4.

This defied all medical logic, I will never take my kids for granted, each of them is a miracle to me (as all kids are).

Great thread, saralynn, thanks!

June 1, 2005
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I believe in miracles. Every day God is doing miracles with me. Maybe not with kids yet. But with other things.

I have a cute kitty, she is like my baby. Her birthday is just around the corner 8 June. She will be 4 years old.

(((Every body))))

what an inspiring thread!!! Your stories brough tears to my eyes. Faith defies science, doctors, discoveries indeed...

Thanks every one for this lovely thread!

(((Hugs to ALL)))

June 1, 2005
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saralynn, mamac & AW...

I loved your stories, histories-herstories! They are an awesome testimony to the power of prayer. Thanks so much for sharing.

(((((((group hug))))))

luv,

bonita

June 2, 2005
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(((((((jigsy))))))))

Dear God, thank-you for sending sweet, little jigsy into our lives and hearts! I don't understand why she's had to endure so much at such a tender age, but I believe You held her close to your heart through it all! Please give her Your rainbow promise today - her body may be hurting, but her spirit is soaring! God, give us all the heart of this little child! Forgive me for complaining about ANYTHING! Please heal her body, and let her live a long and prosperous life! Amen

June 2, 2005
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I have a lump in my throat...feeling a bit teary today anyway, and this story has me welling up. I love it, I love the idea of it, and then to read all of the other stories...and yet you hear all the time that miracles never happen! Seems to me they happen everyday.

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