What I Learned
By Becky Lopez
In 2007 I learned I was pregnant and I was already opening my own
business. I was somewhat upset about my pregnancy and at the same time
happy. You see to me a child, is the most beautiful gift that Gad has
given a woman. I love the whole part about being pregnant especially
when they start to move and kick. I always miss that after I have
them. Well, anyway while I was pregnant, my first ultrasound, I
learned that my baby had some fluid in the back of her neck. They told
me when she is born- right away they would have to operate, and put
in a shunt. But she would live a normal life. This was scary because
I already had four healthy children, all normal, with no problems.
The week after Easter I went to a prayer service at a friends house.
They asked if anyone wanted prayer. I told them I did. They asked if I
had a special request and I said that God knew what was in my heart.
So as they prayed I closed my eyes and I asked God to take care of my
baby to heal her. I saw Jesus standing in front of me with his arms
stretched out. I started to cry and without saying anything I started
thinking in my mind, please Lord don’t take my child. You see God
knows what’s in your heart, you don’t have to speak because He already
knows. So then I heard these words, “don’t worry my child I’m not
going to take her I just want to hold her in my arms.” Then I heard
the words, that I was going to suffer, but to believe that He will be
with me. Again the word, believe I will not leave you and again I was
going to suffer but believe I will be with you. Three times the Lord
told me He will be with me. Why, because that was going to get me
through the storm. The next few months was ultrasound after
ultrasound and each time I went the news was worse than the last time.
All the time the Lord was preparing me through His word. At times I
felt like I was dying inside but believing and praying that the Lord
was going to give me a miracle. I didn’t accept what the doctor would
tell me that she was real sick and she had a hernia and that because
of that her organs were pushed up in her chest and her heart was on
the other side. Every time before I would go to the doctor, I would
read the word and many times it would say in your worries and anguish;
praise me. Glorify me and give me thanks, many a time when the doctor
would finish with me I would go to the restroom before leaving the
hospital. So I could be alone and as I was crying, I would praise God
and give thanks. Then my husband and I would drive home in silence.
Two weeks before delivery they sent me to Cook’s hospital and did
some test. They confirmed that my baby had the severe case of Downs
syndrome and probably would not make it through delivery. I cried all
the way home and through all this I would pray God make my baby
perfect, heal her, and give me a miracle. The night before the doctor
was going to induce labor my family came over for awhile and I asked
them if they would pray for divine mercy with me. They agreed and
right before I finished I spoke for the first time these words “Lord
let it be your will not mine.” They were the hardest words I’ve ever
had to say. The next day I went to the hospital and my beautiful baby
girl was born dead. God said to believe that he would be with me and
he was. I was surrounded by my family and many angels. I call them my
angels because they could have stayed home, gone shopping or anywhere
else, but they chose to be there all day with me and my family. What
did this time of suffering teach me? Well, I couldn’t do it by
myself. I had to depend on God to help me through this. I learned
through his word I was strengthened.At the funeral, my 20 year old
daughter and my 3 year old were looking at my baby. The three year old
says to us,” Mom look at baby sissy she’s perfect.” Yes, my God had
made my baby perfect for him and now I have a little angel in heaven,
who is healed and perfect.
Thank you Jesus for allowing me to have my baby for 9 months in
me, thank you for letting me hold her in my arms and then going into
yours.
I LOVE YOU,
GUDALUPE JAZZETTE
By Brian Nathaniel Morgan
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