Day 1 of “A Mother’s Perspective—Trusting God With a Sick Child
“The Lord is my light and my salvation; Whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid (Psalms 27:1, NKJV)?”
There are moments that happen in our lives that we know we will never forget. They make such a great impression on us, that a single smell or location or song can instantly take us back to that exact moment. It is permanently etched in our minds.
For me, one such moment occurred on a cold, winter day in the car pick up line at school. I had been at my twenty-week ultrasound appointment earlier that day, and my two-year-old daughter and I were waiting to pick up the bigger kids from school. My phone rang, and I noticed that it was my doctor’s office. When I answered, I knew something was wrong when it was not the nurse, but the doctor on the phone. Her first words were, “Do you have some time to talk to me?” followed by a description of what they had found during the ultrasound, what the possibilities were, and what my next steps would be. I vaguely remember getting out of the car to meet the other kids, talking to another mom, and listening to the kids talk about their day on the way home as I was also trying to process the doctor’s words in my mind. I didn’t start crying until my husband came home, where I met him in the garage and told him the news.
The next several days were filled with appointments, ultrasounds, scans, and scary scenarios. But the worst part of it all was having multiple doctors suggest (and encourage) abortion. One doctor in particular looked at me with an exasperated expression and said, “So you’re okay with this?” I left the office, got in my car, and cried. I just couldn’t believe that these doctors could be so careless about my unborn baby. That I had to actually defend my decision not to abort. It was all so wrong! As I was sitting there trying to control my emotions, a popular song by Chris Tomlin came on the radio, and the words were just what I needed to hear: “Our God is greater, our God is stronger, God You are higher than any other. Our God is Healer, awesome in power, our God, our God.” My God was gently reminding me that He was in control. That He was above the doctors. That He created this precious life. That He would carry us through.
Our beautiful daughter was born at 36 weeks with a very rare syndrome. She is now 4 years old, and God has continued to show His mighty power through her life. I can’t help but imagine all we would have missed out on if we had decided her life wasn’t worth saving. I truly believe that God chose us specifically to care for our daughter, and He has confirmed this to us on several occasions. He knew that we needed her in our lives as well, to strengthen our faith in Him and to show us His power.
Whatever you are facing, whatever mountains and discouragements stand in front of you, may you never forget that our God is greater.