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:
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!
My prayer for you: 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.
NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE. LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL!
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.
my only sunshine,
you make me happy
when skies are gray..."
how much I love you,
Please don't take
my sunshine away..."
as I lay sleeping,
I dreamed I held you
in my arms..."
my only Sunshine.
Please don't take
my sunshine away..."
have touched your life in some way.
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