God Answers Prayers


This past week has been an emotional roller coaster.  On Christmas day, Dawn and I announced to everyone, our children included, that she is pregnant and that we are now expecting our 5th bundle of joy.  On Friday, Dawn had to go to the emergency room with some health issues that threaten the life of my unborn baby. As a result, she is now on bed rest until the doctor says otherwise.  I honestly spent the next two days crying and praying and feeling quite a bit guilty.  Let me explain why.  3.5 years ago, my youngest daughter was born.  Dawn had a really difficult pregnancy.  She carried our youngest transverse the entire pregnancy.  When it came time for delivery, she couldn’t make her way down the birth canal.  No big deal right?  Happens all the time.  Well, complication was followed by complication.  To make a long story short I was pushed into a corner behind equipment, unable to move from my position to watch the doctors frantically care for my wife and baby.  I told myself that day, I don’t think I could ever do this again.  And here I was, having another baby, and this time just as we get started, my child’s life is in jeopardy.  So, by Sunday morning my eyes heart from the tears that had flowed.  I went to church like a little trooper should and tried to put on my best smile, especially for our visitors.  What happened next I didn’t expect.  I found myself being honest and open about what was going on.  I wasn’t afraid to share how I felt and by the end of the morning I was hugging people that I didn’t normally hug.  I was strengthened in my hour of need.  I don’t think I have ever attended a worship service so edifying.  I needed my family.  I needed my friends and they were there for me.
I prayed for many things over this past weekend.  I prayed that God would save the life of my unborn child.  I prayed that God would give me strength to endure whatever was set before me.  I prayed that God would give me the courage to be the father I needed to be to the 4 kids I already have.  I prayed to God that the church would be supportive.  And I prayed to God that if the worst happens that he would be patient with me as I mourn the loss of my child.  By Sunday afternoon several of my prayers were answered.  God used the church here to give me strength.  I couldn’t have asked to be a part of a better family.  They held me, they loved me, and as a result I have the strength I need to do the rest.  I don’t know if you live in the Grinnell area.  I don’t know if you live in Iowa.  But, if you are looking for a church, I can’t suggest a better one.


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