God is awesome and mighty!
Lanre came to drag me off to eat lunch but I asked
him to wait until Kechi came out of surgery. The surgery went well and when she
was settled in the ICU, I went with Lanre to have lunch. Between him and Betty,
I was getting fed, whether I felt like it or not. They also showed me around
some parts of Johannesburg. It really was a lovely place but my heart was back
in the ICU of Milpark Hospital with Kechi, and I could not really appreciate
the sights.
That day my usual prayers over Kechi felt like a
fellowship because the sister on duty was also a believer and kept giving me
bible references to read to Kechi. I felt a breakthrough, that for the first
time, Kechi had participated in the prayers and at the end when I asked God to
open up the windows of heaven and rain down His anointing on Kechi, I felt an
assurance in my spirit that the worst was over.
That night, the sister on night duty told me that
Kechi was responding to my voice. She encouraged me to continue letting her
hear my voice because the nurses believe that even in a coma, patients respond
to the voices of their loved ones and it encourages them to hang on and fight
their way back...
To Be continued...
When Kechi came out of the coma, she asked me to sing ' that Wonderful and marvelous is Jesus' song to her. I had learned the song the week before the crash while Kechi was still in school, so there was no other way she could have known about the song except if she heard me singing it while she was under!
ReplyDeleteI tell people that are caring for coma patients to keep talking, praying and singing to them. It has been my experience that they can hear and can be anchored to the world by what they hear.
When Kechi came out of the coma, she asked me to sing ' that Wonderful and marvelous is Jesus' song to her. I had learned the song the week before the crash while Kechi was still in school, so there was no other way she could have known about the song except if she heard me singing it while she was under!
ReplyDeleteI tell people that are caring for coma patients to keep talking, praying and singing to them. It has been my experience that they can hear and can be anchored to the world by what they hear.
Faith is speaking things that be not as though they are. It must have been quite an ordeal to speak continually to a person who does not respond. To pray for and with someone who doesn't seem to hear. But love caused this mother to persevere. To believe the word that had gone ahead... Against all odds. Praise God!!!
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