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JAN.1.1997

NOVEMBER 2008

Hello!
I thought I should share
this story with you
Stay blessed.
Dalitso (Blessing)
You are My Sunshine
My only Sunshine"
(Be prepared toget 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 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
serious 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.
It 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!

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