DAWN Fridayfax 1998 #31

The doctors told Karen "There's not much hope. Be prepared for the worst!" Karen and her husband, members of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee, had already prepared the baby's room in their house - and now had to make preparations for a place in the cemetery. Little Michael asked again and again to be allowed to see his little sister, saying "I just want to sing her something."

Children are strictly forbidden in the intensive care ward, but Karen thought that if Michael did not see his sister now, he would perhaps never see her. She dressed him in an overall, and they went together into the ward. The nurse saw immediately that Michael was a small child, and ordered Karen to take Michael out immediately. Karen, normally quiet, gathered all her courage and looked the nurse hard in the eyes, saying "He's not leaving until he's sung his little sister a song!"

She took Michael to his sister's bed, where the little baby was losing the battle for life. After a few moments, Michael began to sing, with the pure and innocent voice of a 3-year-old: "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when clouds are grey..." The little baby reacted immediately, her racing pulse stabilized. "Sing on, Michael," said Karen, with tears in her eyes. Michael continued his song: "You can't imagine how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

As Michael sang, the baby's troubled breathing also quietened. The nurse now had tears running down her cheeks too. The following day, the baby was so healthy that she could go home. The hospital staff called it a miracle.

Source: FFAX, Nicole and Sergio Jimenez, Mexico City, e-mail jucumxdf@mail.internet.com.mx

"Not long ago, I had a special experience with Jesus. It was already quite late, around 11pm, when I heard Jesus tell me I should withdraw 4,500 Deutschmarks from my bank account. I hesitated at first, but then went to the bank and withdrew the money from the machine. With the money in my hand, I asked the Lord, 'What should I do with it now?'. He told me to drive into the Czech Republic. I thought to myself 'I must be hearing wrong', but got in the car and drove.

At the border, the guard asked me what my business in the Czech Republic was, and was rather perplexed when I answered 'No idea' - but he let me through. I drove into the next village, and again asked God 'What should I do here?' Then I saw a burning house, and drove closer.

A man, his wife and one daughter stood in front of the house, crying. I went up to them and asked them if I could help. After they had told me how the fire started, I said that I had brought something for them, taking out the 4,500 Marks. They looked at me, astonished, and asked what was going on. I told them how God had spoken to me and led me. The man explained that they had lost around 9,000 Marks worth of belongings in the fire, but that they had only 4,500 Marks in savings.

I now knew that I had heard God right. I gave them the money, and they were besides themselves for joy. They wanted to know more about Jesus, so we talked for a long time. Around 4am, I drove home. Three days later, Pavel, the man, called me to say that he and his family wanted to get to know Jesus personally. We prayed together on the telephone. Isn't it great to see how God honors it when we dare to trust his leading?"

Source: FFAX, Voice 3/98, Frank Heindl, Christliches Zentrum Deggendorf

17-year-old Dustin went forward and did the unthinkable: "Could I hold the baby?", he asked the paramedics. They gave him the baby. He then asked "Would it be okay for me to pray?". As Dustin was praying for the baby in front of all the people, Becca went to the distressed mother to comfort her and pray with her. Just then, the baby started to move. Dustin put the baby on his shoulder and started to caress it. Moments later, its color returned and it began to cry.

Source: FFAX, IRN, e-mail: Tony@revivalnet.com