aka Ash
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I wanted to start a testimony thread. Has God done something special in your life? Why don’t you share it here.
Some of you may have heard this story ( I shared it briefly with some people). Some may have partially heard it. But I would like to share an incredible testimony, proof of the power of God. It may be a little long so bear with me.
About 3 years ago on a Sunday afternoon, my son started getting a fever. It was about 101 degrees. My wife checked it 30 minutes later and it was up to about 103. We gave him Tylenol, and then we put him in a tepid bath to try and cool him down a little. This is my youngest son, Gabe’s “baby” brother. He was 7 years old. We got him out of the tub and checked his temperature. It was around 104. My wife and I started to worry. Church was supposed to start in 2 hours for the evening service. We called our pastor and said we weren’t going to make it. Checking his temperature once again it was 105. He was very hot to touch we got him and took him into our van and headed to the hospital. My wife was holding him and he began screaming” I want my Mommy”. Then he went limp. My wife checked and it was 106.5 degrees. Panic struck our hearts. We were 10 minutes from the hospital still. I came to a stop sign. This intersection has become very symbolic for me and here is why.
I knew my son was gone at this point. Should I go right to the hospital and drive 10 minutes or left to church which was only 2 minutes. Well, making the hardest decision of my life I went left. I began praying. My wife started yelling at me wondering where I was going. She said if our baby died she would never forgive me. I said God is our only choice now honey. She continued yelling; I kept driving, and praying. I got to the church, and we got out, still being yelled at I pushed her and my son to the church. My Pastor and one other woman were there. I hollered we need prayer now brother. My Pastor saw the urgency and rushed to us with olive oil. The woman came running to. We began praying, speaking in tongues, and suddenly my son’s eyes opened. “I thought we weren’t going to church” he said. My Pastor said he is fine now. I knew my pastor was right. My wife grabbed the thermometer and checked. His fever was down to 103. My wife sobbing said, can we go to the hospital now?” “Of course” I replied. So off we went. By the time we got there his temperature was about 100 degrees. My wife kissed me and said thank you. It still makes me cry when I think about it. I left them there and drove back to church to testify. After my testimony I went back to the hospital. He had no fever left; the doctor said our thermometer must have been off. We checked it and it was the same as the hospital’s. He said there was no way that his fever could have been that high and not only did he not suffer any damage, but he was still alive. Basically he said we imagined it. The blood tests came back and they found faint traces of encephalitis. I am glad to report, he is strong as an ox, a gifted student, scored one of the highest scores on his standardized testing in his school, and is now going on 11 years old.
That intersection was the most difficult of my life. I thank God everyday I see my son that I followed His will.
Some of you may have heard this story ( I shared it briefly with some people). Some may have partially heard it. But I would like to share an incredible testimony, proof of the power of God. It may be a little long so bear with me.
About 3 years ago on a Sunday afternoon, my son started getting a fever. It was about 101 degrees. My wife checked it 30 minutes later and it was up to about 103. We gave him Tylenol, and then we put him in a tepid bath to try and cool him down a little. This is my youngest son, Gabe’s “baby” brother. He was 7 years old. We got him out of the tub and checked his temperature. It was around 104. My wife and I started to worry. Church was supposed to start in 2 hours for the evening service. We called our pastor and said we weren’t going to make it. Checking his temperature once again it was 105. He was very hot to touch we got him and took him into our van and headed to the hospital. My wife was holding him and he began screaming” I want my Mommy”. Then he went limp. My wife checked and it was 106.5 degrees. Panic struck our hearts. We were 10 minutes from the hospital still. I came to a stop sign. This intersection has become very symbolic for me and here is why.
I knew my son was gone at this point. Should I go right to the hospital and drive 10 minutes or left to church which was only 2 minutes. Well, making the hardest decision of my life I went left. I began praying. My wife started yelling at me wondering where I was going. She said if our baby died she would never forgive me. I said God is our only choice now honey. She continued yelling; I kept driving, and praying. I got to the church, and we got out, still being yelled at I pushed her and my son to the church. My Pastor and one other woman were there. I hollered we need prayer now brother. My Pastor saw the urgency and rushed to us with olive oil. The woman came running to. We began praying, speaking in tongues, and suddenly my son’s eyes opened. “I thought we weren’t going to church” he said. My Pastor said he is fine now. I knew my pastor was right. My wife grabbed the thermometer and checked. His fever was down to 103. My wife sobbing said, can we go to the hospital now?” “Of course” I replied. So off we went. By the time we got there his temperature was about 100 degrees. My wife kissed me and said thank you. It still makes me cry when I think about it. I left them there and drove back to church to testify. After my testimony I went back to the hospital. He had no fever left; the doctor said our thermometer must have been off. We checked it and it was the same as the hospital’s. He said there was no way that his fever could have been that high and not only did he not suffer any damage, but he was still alive. Basically he said we imagined it. The blood tests came back and they found faint traces of encephalitis. I am glad to report, he is strong as an ox, a gifted student, scored one of the highest scores on his standardized testing in his school, and is now going on 11 years old.
That intersection was the most difficult of my life. I thank God everyday I see my son that I followed His will.