Until that day, fear had been an idea...
Until that day, fear had been an idea... a concept.
Now, it's a feeling I will carry inside me for the rest of my life.
The day began innocently enough, holding baby Teresa in my arms.
I had no clue that in 8 hours there was a possibility of losing her.
The pain was so vivid seeing her in that hospital bed in pain.
Only a mother that has been in my shoes could understand the deep hurt I was feeling.
Teresa had cancer, not only that but ulcers in her stomach.
My hope was lost.
I had no hope in the future. All I felt was the shame of my past.
I had no hope in the future. All I felt was the shame of my past. I took the blame on myself though, I had no control over the situation.
" I only had her for a few months!!! Why?
Why is this happening to me? As I sobbed outside of the hospital room.
I was on the floor with my back against the wall and my legs out not caring what people were saying about me.
Then a man approached me and humbled himself down to my level.
The man spoke to me in a soft-tone,
"God is speaking to you and he is telling you right now your daughter will live but I must ask you an important question...
Do you believe in Jesus Christ?
I told him,
I told him, "Get away I don't want anything to do with a "god". I said.
"He's not just any God, he's a God who heals with power.
"He's not just any God, he's a God who heals with power. If you only had faith the size of a mustard seed you will see what miracles I can do.
My name is Jesus Christ...
Why not give me a chance and see your daughter live?
Moral of the story:
Moral of the story: Sometimes we blame God for not preventing our situations so we resist. Not realizing he's the one who's trying to help us in our time of need.
Have you been resisting your miracle?