This is my story.
I was a miracle baby.
At birth, I only weighed one pound and eleven ounces. Can you believe it? God’s biggest miracles sometimes come in tiny packages.
Despite my severe prematurity, I defied all medical odds and was released from the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU), weighing five pounds exactly. I just had to hurdle my need for oxygen during feedings and a pesky heart monitor while at home. I triggered multiple false alarms, as an active and playful baby.
Without a doubt, Jesus has the final say and not the odds we sometimes face.
As a toddler, I experienced
a miracle healing.
At just three years old, I needed Jesus’s help again. During an unexpected tragedy, my mom watched, heartbroken and helpless, when all of a sudden I stopped talking and struggled with walking. I also lost my ability to swallow for eating, and my hands were no longer functioning. Yes, the hands I used for doodling early on stopped working!
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After first experiencing cold-like symptoms and then back-to-back ear infections (around Easter of 2004), the severity of my condition went from bad to worse. I was admitted into Children’s National Medical Center in downtown Washington, D.C., and the doctors were baffled. My physical health was deteriorating. Although, I stayed awake and alert.
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They inserted a feeding tube to keep me nourished, and my mom says I looked petrified. She could see this through my eyes. The doctors would ultimately provide a presumed diagnosis to begin some form of treatment...and hoped for the best.
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Presumed Encephalitis is what they'd say as if a virus were attacking my brain and central nervous system. My mom turned to her faith and talked to God often about my situation. One day, she even brought her Bible and laid it open at the foot of my hospital bed. She believed The Book itself carried the healing power I needed. Then, a miracle unfolded.
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Slowly but surely, my small body responded favorably to the medicine and the occupational, physical, and speech therapies. I learned how to walk and talk all over again. Despite the odds, I went from being fully disabled and hospital bedridden to walking away without any signs of ever having been sick just months later! Jesus performed a miracle healing and helped me to live. My health was restored—and just in time for a big, 4th birthday celebration, as I could walk, talk, eat, and draw again!
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Today, I am blessed. I'm living out my dreams as a gifted artist. I hope my testimony inspires and encourages you to try Jesus...and to walk with Him every day. The power of your faith and prayers in life's toughest seasons can make a difference for you, your family, and our world. #JesusSaves #JesusHeals
“I will not die; instead, I will live to tell what the Lord has done.” Psalm 118:17
