Monday, July 20, 2009

Praise God from Whom All Blessings Flow

Although traditionally a song used as a prayer at church pot-lucks...and to be perfectly I don't particularly like as a prayer...this song has been running through my head all day. Perhaps because I can't think of a proper way to sum up all the praise that is pouring out of me, there is really no poetry or adage adequate enough, besides this very basic line...."Praise God from whom all blessings flow."
Today I feel as if the weight of the entire world simply rolled right off my back. I feel buoyant like a helium balloon. In fact, I believe if it was humanly possible...I might just float away.
We walked into the surgeon's office this morning trying not to think to hard about the procedure, the process or the possible outcomes. Although I was trying desperately to detach my mind from the moment and de-tangle the knots of worry wormed around my stomach...I was still incredibly anxious. It didn't help that all around the office...and coming from the exam room...were screaming children. I even saw one little boy come tearing out of an exam room in a torrent of tears before his mom scooped him up and dragged her screaming son back in for the scope. We had been through this procedure before...watched the way he turned blue and held him still while they shoved the scope through his throat. Even though I knew that we had no guarantees of good news and that nerve injuries like this can take up to a year to heal...if at all...I ached to hear the words that would set us free.
Today not only did I hear those words...I was able to see it for myself! The surgeon scoped Lancelot's little throat and on a large screen we saw two perfectly pink, fully functioning, vocal cords that did not restrict his airway at all. Not even when he screamed....which he did since he certainly did not enjoy the scope. The surgeon sounded surprised and incredibly pleased when he turned to us and said, "I see two cords that are both working well. You're done with me!" I could have bounced right through the building! I felt like cheering...and I actually did a little. To think that only seven weeks ago we wondered whether he was even going to be able to breath on his own....he is now just like any other baby boy! This can only be due to the power of an amazing God who deserves all our praise!
Seven weeks has felt like an eternity to us and yet now he has his whole life ahead of him to be as rambunctious and boisterous as any other little boy. We do still have a pediatrician appointment next week to confirm that it is definitely okay for us to treat him "normally" now and do things such as travelling, allowing others to hold him, etc. But we don't expect to hear otherwise since there shouldn't be any reason for these restrictions now.

Thank you to all of you who have prayed for us during an incredibly difficult time. We serve one incredible God who answers prayer! A little baby who turned blue from the hiccups and couldn't even let out a tiny cry without sounding strangled, a baby who's whole body seemed to collapse when he breathed, a baby who had nerve damage and a paralyzed vocal cord restricting his voice and his airways is now a healthy boy who can make baby sounds and scream like the best of them! This is all due to a powerful God who saves and to the prayers of many, many people. And he's only seven weeks! What exciting things does God have in store for this little miracle man? I am so excited that we will get an opportunity to experience it!


Dwylla said...

Woo Hoo!!!! That's such exciting news! I don't know what else to say except.. HALLELUIA!!!

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Chelsa said...

Amen! I'm so happy for you!

Cathy said...

SO excited for you!!!! Thank you Jesus!!!

amy said...

Wow! Thank you God! That was a spine tingling post to read!

Steph said...

Wow Carissa, that is so awesome! Sorry we were away for the last week so I just now got to read the outcome of the scope.
Praise God!! I am so happy for you.

Crystal Rachul said...

Praise the Lord!!! I am so happy for you and your family!