Monday, May 16, 2011

A gift that keeps on giving...

A wall plaque given to me by a good friend
The above picture is of a wall plaque given to me by a good friend for my birthday. She gave me this gift not this birthday but LAST year. So, it's been hanging on my wall for well over a year now. This is a story of how a gift can keep on giving year after year.

My son has asthma. Some years it's pretty manageable but this year it has caused him quite a bit of aggravation. He's 13 now and going through puberty (YIKES!) so perhaps all the changes going on in his body are affecting the asthma. That's my own non-professional diagnosis!

Anyhoo, last week he had an attack late at night. (why are the worst ones always at night?) It was quite severe; he was crying (remember, he's 13, this does not happen often!) and panicking. His hands were starting to tingle which means they weren't getting enough oxygen. It was not a good scene.

At this point my husband and younger daughter were already dressed and had on their shoes in preparation for heading out the door to the ER. My husband came over and suggested we pray over my son. We immediately all laid hands on him and started praying. From my vantage point on the floor, sitting there holding my son's hand, stroking his brow and praying to the Heavenly Father to please open up his lungs and calm him down, my eyes were drawn to the plaque hanging above our heads. "Peace and grace be unto this place."

I immediately began to whisper over and over "peace and grace, Father" "peace and grace". What I meant was this... please, Father, just give him peace to be able to calm down (when an asthmatic person has an attack they have the sensation of drowning/not being able to breath which then causes them to panic which then really causes them to not be able to breathe!) and breathe easy and please extend Your grace to him once more in helping him through this.

Can I please tell you that mere seconds...did you hear me??? SECONDS after praying this 3 word prayer my son stopped crying, started breathing at a normal pace, and said his hands weren't tingling anymore! HalleluYAH! All praise to Yahweh Elohim, for His mercy endures FOREVER!

What a phenomenal faith builder this was to my whole family but especially my son; at the supper table the next night he prayed thanking the Father for taking care of him and for giving him a family that prayed over him. He went on to ask that the Father would heal him totally of this asthma for the rest of his life. Anyone out there concerned for their child's soul can understand me when I say that hearing his prayer was just as good as watching his breathing return to normal the previous night!

So, to my good friend (she knows who she is!) "thank you for the gift of a prayer when I didn't have the words myself."

Psalm 92:4 "For Thou, O Yahweh, hast made me glad by what Thou hast done; I will sing for joy at the works of Thy hands."

1 comment:

  1. Wow, what a very inspirational story! As I sit and wipe my eyes, I am also very grateful to your friend for giving you this plaque. Give Peyton hugs and kisses from Aunt Kathy! Love you all!


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