Home
Site Map
Login
Register
Greetings 
Christianity Oasis Forum
2 posts
† Page 1 of 1
!This Will Cheer Up Your Day
by Angelwings » Thu Apr 09, 2009 10:15 pm
!This will cheer up your day 
You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine' (Be prepared to get watery eyes!)
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 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.
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 decided to 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. I looked like a walking
laundry basket..
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' she stated.
Then 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:
'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray.'
Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began
To calm down and become steady.
'Keep on singing, Michael,' encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes.
'You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my
sunshine away.'
As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing
became as smooth
as a kitten's purr 'Keep on singing, sweetheart.'
'The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms'.
Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed
to sweep over her.
'Keep on singing, Michael.' Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head
nurse. Karen glowed.
'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away...'
The next day...the very next day. the little girl was well enough to go home
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
NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE.
LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.
Life is good.
'The evidence of God's presence far outweighs the proof of His absence.'
You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine' (Be prepared to get watery eyes!)
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 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.
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 decided to 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. I looked like a walking
laundry basket..
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' she stated.
Then 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:
'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray.'
Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began
To calm down and become steady.
'Keep on singing, Michael,' encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes.
'You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my
sunshine away.'
As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing
became as smooth
as a kitten's purr 'Keep on singing, sweetheart.'
'The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms'.
Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed
to sweep over her.
'Keep on singing, Michael.' Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head
nurse. Karen glowed.
'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away...'
The next day...the very next day. the little girl was well enough to go home
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
NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE.
LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.
Life is good.
'The evidence of God's presence far outweighs the proof of His absence.'
"JESUS IS MY Rock"
-
Angelwings 
- Posts: 710
- Location: Louisiana
- Marital Status: Married
2 posts
† Page 1 of 1
Who is online
Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 52 guests