Today we
have seen a miracle. As background, for
weeks feeding Teddy has been the same.
Feed two ounces, he burps and about a second later spits up
approximately the same amount he ate. Repeat two more times 2 ounces each with the
same results, including 4-6 burp cloths and a change of clothes for Teddy and
the feeder. Then for the next 2.5 hours
or so until the next feeding, he would retch off and on, sometimes spitting up
and sometimes getting it back down.
At his last
Drs. appt, the pediatrician said, “I’m jeopardizing my career by not having him
in the hospital already.” Because we had
found a new source of goat’s milk (the only thing he seems to tolerate…we are
borrowing and milking a goat) and his intake was increasing, we talked him into
giving us one more week to see if he would gain weight. Last night we weighed him and he was down
again after taking in a record 40 ounces for the day. We were discouraged and afraid. We had dedicated him to God, so my prayer
was, “God, you know his future. Perhaps
you intend to spare him from something awful here on earth. But if there’s any way possible that we can
keep him, please heal him! Nevertheless,
not my will, but yours be done.” Sheryll’s
was pretty much the same. The thought of
Teddy dying was very real. We were at
the point of desperation.
This morning
Sheryll called the Dr’s office and told them (with many tears) that we’re ready
to head towards the specialists in Denver and admit him to the hospital here in
the mean-time if that was what the Dr. recommended.
During
chores this morning it occurred to me that we should anoint Teddy with oil and
pray for him. (James 5:14-15) He had
been anointed and prayed for before but I felt we should do it again before he
went to the hospital. Last week a friend
had called and asked me to share my testimony at a Christian business men’s
lunch this week. After chores this
morning I called him to tell him I would not be able to do that, and told him
about Teddy. He shared a similar story
of his daughter and said that they got to a similar point and out of
desperation anointed her with oil and prayed and God healed her. I took this as confirmation and called
everyone into the living room and we anointed Teddy and prayed a tearful,
fervent prayer for him. He had already
had his first feeding and it was typical.
During his
next feeding, though, his spitting up was noticeably less. The one following that there was no spitting
up. (Lord I believe, help my
unbelief! Mark 29:4) Sometime after when
Sheryll picked him up from lying down he did spit up, but not a lot. (Lord, increase my faith! Luke 17:5)
I took the next feeding because I wanted to see the difference for
myself. He did not spit up AT ALL, and
has not spat up since! No retching
between feedings, either.
There were
many people praying for Teddy today. I’m
not sure which prayer the Lord heard, and it doesn’t matter. This one thing I know…my son who was a puker
pukes no more, and I will proclaim God’s goodness and healing power to anyone
who will listen. Thank you Lord for
sparing my son! And thank you for
building the faith of my family, who have now all seen first-hand the healing
hand of God.
