FReeper Canteen ~ Sunday Chapel ~ THE POWER OF LOVE ~ 27 November 2022

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[Kathy in Alaska]

 

 

 

THE POWER OF LOVE

What most people need to learn in life is how to love people and use things instead of using people and loving things.

This story will keep you singing!

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. Karen and her spouse found out that the new baby was going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael would sing to his sister in Mommy's tummy.

The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown Tenn.

Then the labor pains came. Every five minutes, every minute. But complications arose during delivery. Hours of labor.

Finally, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in serious condition. With siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, in Knoxville Tenn.

The days inch by. The little girl gets worse. The pediatric specialist tells the parents, "there is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst."

Karen and her husband contact a local cemetery about a burial plot. They have fixed up a special room in their home for the new baby girl, but now they plan a funeral.

Michael keeps begging his parents to let him see his sister. " I want to sing to her," he says. Week two in intensive care...it looks as if a funeral will come before the week is over. Michael keeps nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in the Intensive Care unit. But Karen makes up her mind.

She will take Michael whether they like it or not. If he doesn't see his sister now, he may never see her alive. Karen dresses him in an oversized scrub suit and marches him into the ICU. He looks like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse recognizes him as a child and bellows, "Get that kid out of here NOW! No children are allowed."

The mother rises up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glares steel-eyed into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. "He is NOT leaving until he sings to his sister!"

Karen tows Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazes at the tiny infant losing the battle to live, and he begins to sing. In the pure hearted voice of a three year old. Michael sings; "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray..." Instantly the baby girl responds. Her pulse rate becomes calm and steady.

Keep singing Michael...

"You never know dear how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away..." Her ragged, strained breathing becomes as smooth as a kitten's purr.

Keep singing Michael...

"The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms..." Michael's little sister relaxes, as rest seems to sweep over her.

Keep singing Michael...

Tears conquer the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glows. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away."

Funeral plans are scrapped. The next day - the very next day - the little girl is 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 and remember MUSIC IS THE LANGUAGE OF HEAVEN!

God bless you and yours.

 

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thanks...

I was a resister, too, but had to learn when my work started using them. Now I don’t know what I would do without one. LOL!!

[luvie]

Hi, Kathy! I hope you have a lovely Sunday, too!

We ARE home. *sniff* It was hard to leave. It was a quiet drive home, and we only got a few sprinkles of rain after it poured all night last night! I didn’t !sleep for worrying I’d have to drive in it.

We did get nearly an inch of rain at home...shockingly! AND a dusting of snow, so my kitty-sitter said. I knew it was really cold here last night, but I sure didn’t expect snow. LOL

[Kathy in Alaska]

Welcome Troops, Veterans, Families, and Allies!
God Bless You and Keep You Safe.

Thanks, unique, for our troop blessing.

[radu]

Howdy, Kathy.

No leftovers to nibble on. Back to basics.

Yum, potato salad sounds good!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Congrats on the inch of rain. And snow, too!!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thanks, Military Families, for your service to our country.

John Conlee ~ They Also Serve

[luvie]

Hey there, radu!

Don’t have but a minute since it’s my Saturday night bedtime. Did you ever get any rain yet? We got nearly an inch last night. I was surprised to say the least.

See ya tomorrow. I somehow don’t think I’ll have any trouble sleeping tonight.

[E.G.C.]

A very pleasant good Sunday morning and ((HUGS)) to everyone at the Canteen and to all our military at home and abroad. Thanks for your service to our country.

How's everyone doing this morning?

[luvie]

Thanks! LOL! Was that weird or what! And I missed seeing it.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Wouldn’t you just love to hear the chatter amongst your kitties??

[radu]

Howdy, luvie.

We got a whoppin’ tenth of an inch of rain by midnight and are getting a little more now. It’s been light rainfall when we’ve gotten any. The bulk of the rain is past us but we’ll get a few more showers. I wish we could get as much as you did! I’m jealous but very glad you got it.

Sleep well. Being in your own bed tonight should make that easy.

[radu]

Howdy, E.G.C. ((HUGZ))

Did you and Gizmo have another good romp at the lake yesterday?

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good morning, E...((HUGS))...and a Blessed Lord’s Day to you and yours.

Doesn’t look like much sun yesterday, but I see Gizmo had a great time on his adventures.

You guys have a great Sunday adventure.

[E.G.C.]

We had a great visit to Comanche Lake yesterday.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Look at all those adventures...Gizmo is a happy dog!

[BTerclinger]

Great story about the baby.

Prayers up for all.