Posted on 02/10/2015 6:00:11 AM PST by UMCRevMom@aol.com
His parents are calling it an answer to their prayers. His doctors are completely mystified. Fourteen-year-old John Smith is just happy to be alive.
According to TODAY, Smith, an eighth grader from Missouri, and two friends fell through the ice after they walked out onto frozen Lake St. Louise.
Smith was submerged in the icy water for more than 15 minutes before first responders arrived.
The paramedics performed CPR on site for 15 minutes and doctors continued for almost 30 more minutes once he arrived at SSM St. Joseph Hospital West.
When his heartbeat didn’t return after 45 minutes, the doctors lost hope. His treating physician Dr. Nancy Bauer explained:
“He was gone. I’ve never felt someone so cold in my life.”
They called in Smith’s mother to tell her that her son wasn’t going to make it. She started praying.
“God, please don’t take my son,” she prayed.
Dr. Bauer recalled her coming into the room, sitting down, and calling out to the Holy Spirit. A few seconds later, Smith had a heartbeat.
“It gave me goosebumps.”
Evidence indicates that when the brain is without oxygen for more than ten minutes it is likely to suffer severe damage.
So even after his heartbeat returned, doctors were worried that he wouldn’t recover completely.
But after 48 hours, he opened his eyes. And when doctors asked him several basketball questions, he answered correctly, signifying that his brain would return to normal functionality.
When Today asked Smith about his experience, he had this to say: “There’s no really any explanation but how God wanted me to live for a reason so I’m alive now.”
Lovely story. Thank you!
I’ve had four bonafide miracles in my life. One was a physical healing miracle.
It was interesting. I felt compelled (almost like it wasn’t me doing it) to lay hands on the person and pray for them. A lifelong illness was completely cured. But the comment in parentheses doesn’t do the experience justice. It was like nothing “I” have ever done before. I didn’t feel “posessed”, rather, I felt oddly compelled from some outside influence.
I shared this for the first time with a man two years ago and he shared a similar “outside compulsion” experience praying for a man that was sure to die. Yes, the man completely recovered.
Thank you for posting that. It’s nice to be reminded now and then.
I’ve also experienced a couple of REAL miracles. But I keep them to myself and feel blessed to have been paying attention at the time.
I have experienced G-d’s grace and presence, myself. I always know when it is about to happen because an overwhelming calm and assurance falls over me, even in the most dire of situations.
That being said, Kids and cold water have a better than average survival rate. Don't ask, I dunno why. I do know a couple of kids that were in this same situation, who also survived.
Not Lake St. Louise. Lake St. Louis.
Yes. That’s why I stay “generic” here. I’ve only shared them with the one person in “real life”.
I always know when it is about to happen because an overwhelming calm and assurance falls over me, even in the most dire of situations.
“Were they walleye?”
Coffee through my nose, than you very much!
Guess the medical types haven’t heard of the so-called Mammalian diving reflex in Missouri. There are numerous cases of drownings in icy water where the victim is revived unharmed after a very long time.
And calling someone’s name (loudly) is known to revive people whose heart is stopped; emergency room doc did that very thing to my wife when her heart stopped, and it brought her around instantly.
Not sure if it was life saving but I once suddenly thought - I need to go pick up my sister from the bus parking lot. Without hesitation I drove in the dark night to go pick her up arriving just as she was getting off the bus. She was shocked and asked what I was doing there. Turned out her car was in a different lot and she had taken the wrong bus - which took her to where he car was not. She had no cell phone at the time to call anyone.
I’ve always figured that God told me to do this - who knows what would have happened if I hadn’t shown up.
My son was sitting in his truck in a parking lot in a VERY dangerous part of Chicago last winter at 2:00 am (part of his business, waiting for his partner) and an elderly black man came out of nowhere and asked him what he was doing there and if he would like him to sit with him for a while. He did and they talked.
To make a long story short, a black gang approached the vehicle and the elderly black man casually exposed his gun as he told the gang that they were fine and they could go on their way. Then the guy left.
Some miracles are, well, obviously miracles. Others are *cough* coincidences *cough*.
Bttt
Walleye. LOL!
Not twenty seconds later the pilot came on the intercom stating the plane was being pushed back because some gauge was not reading right. After awhile while the mechanics were checking out the right engine the pilot told us we could wait in the terminal, but to take our carry on with us. As soon as everyone got off the plane we were told the plane was being pulled out of service and another plane was substituted.
I called my wife and told her what happened. She started crying and said she had a dream about a Red White and Blue airliner catching fire and crashing.
A month later I saw a story on Discovery Channel about the right engine on a 737 catching fire when landing. What caused it was a bolt coming loose and the landing gear pushing it into the fuel tank causing it to leak into the engine and bursting into flames.
I was the ONLY one who said anything to the flight attendant about the jet fuel I smelling.
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