PRAYERS PRAYERS PRAYERS

*No matter what your religious beliefs are, if you believe in a higher greater being please offer a prayer for these boys and their families*.
I get emails from a stampin up blog. She is so creative and does such beautiful work that I bookmarked her. Recently her son, who is on a basketball team, was in a horrific accident. One of the team mothers was driving her van with 6 other boys. Two players have died and one of the boys was the mother who was driving. She had previously lost an older son to a drowning incident 2 years prior. The lady who owns paperpleasing, her son is in a coma and has been for 5 wks. He is still struggling. If you would like to read and know more for yourselves please look here

I found myself engrossed in their tragic story. I then clicked on update 1 thru 5. I know first hand the power of prayer. His first year of life is a blur to me. Again, he was diagnosed with RSV. Extrememly life threatening for premature babies. He was just barely 3 months premature. 28 1/2 wks, almost 29wks. What a trooper he was. He stayed in the NICU only 52 days. Anyway, another story for another day.

This had to be about the 3rd of 4th time that he got RSV. WE had been through the drill so many times before. Aden was admitted and he was not doing well. He actually stopped breathing 3 times at home and Bill performed mouth to mouth on him until the ambulance came and they left sirens and lights. When I arrived to the hospital they could not stabilize his breathing in order to transport him. Yet, this hospital did not have the proper equipment to take care of a preemie. 5 doctors and nurses working on a 9lb baby.

Not to make this post about our story. I know what this mom feels like. I have sat in the hospital room, too afraid to leave. I have been there before the nurses even arrived to my son's room to keep him breathing, wondering where the heck are the nurses. This boy is going to die. He will die if I leave. Struggling with my time because I had 3 young ones at home.

It was through the grace of God. It was through our family, friends, our church, other churches, our community that we pulled through this trial. Absolute strangers were coming by our house dropping off food and offering prayers. They found out through a friend of a friend. Our story touched them. Another neighbor had her entire congregation praying for our little boy. Another huge church had put Aden's name at the top of their prayer role. Many friends and family members had put our names in the temples across the country.

I have felt and seen the power of prayer. I know that prayers are heard and answered. I can not describe what I felt when I knew that many others of different beliefs were praying for my little boy and us. It mattered that we were all praying to the SAME GOD! This is my plea and my request that we help this lady and her son and the many other families that were touched by this tragedy as well as the truck driver. It does not say that it was his fault but I can only imagine that both drivers have immense guilt.

I hope it touches your heart as it has mine and hug your babies and loved ones just a little longer and a little tighter.