Oh my beautiful sister. I am daily inspired by her beauty and faith in one of the hardest seasons imaginable. This is one of the most beautiful things I have read in a long time. Your love and support for her, Ray, Abigail, Maggie and Ellen means the world to us. You can continue to send her words of encouragement at: 1827 North Union Ave Shawnee, OK 74804 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Her most recent Facebook update: Sarah Chisolm Miller 14 hrs · Edited · A few thoughts before resting my mind . . . Today marks the beginning of my fifth week with TTTS, PROM, and strict bed rest. Week 5. We were told 5 weeks ago the average person will go 2-4 weeks (at my gestational age, which was 17 weeks) with PROM before the uterus begins contracting. Weve passed that. We were told the TTTS would progress, most likely with great speed, destroying Maggie and Ellens bodies. It hasnt. We were told the girls would most likely pass away before 20 weeks. We were encouraged to prepare ourselves. They are alive. Weve been told these things by brilliant doctors. Doctors whom we respect and trust. Doctors we know are doing everything in their ability to give us exceptional care. Yet even with all the unknowns, all the fears, all the 10 million ways this could end in heartbreak, Ive never been able to tell these things to Maggie and Ellen. Instead, Ive told them of the miracles. Weve passed that. miracle. It hasnt. miracle. Youre alive. miracle. Your lives are pointing people to Jesus. miracle. The power of prayer is being illuminated in your growth. miracle. Your names are whispered in unison by followers all over the world. miracle. Healing is at work in our local congregation because of you two. miracle. Youre being knit together in a womb we were certain would never be able to create or carry life in again. miracle. In 21 short weeks your precious, little lives have thinned the veil between heaven and earth. We have seen Christ more clearly because of you, my dear, deep loves. It will be tempting for me and your father to choose fear rather than faith in the next few weeks. See, we are so close; so close to an age when your survival is possible. Its so close we are tempted to grasp for and hold onto that hope rather than the hands and hope of Jesus. But the continual miracle of your lives is refining us. Its making us stronger, less fearful, more faithful. Our deepest desire, goal, and hope is to hold you in our arms; alive, breathing, and healthy for the rest of our days. Yet when we hold onto faith rather than fear, we rest in truth. And the truth is that my arms are temporary and Gods are eternal. My love is flawed and Christs love is perfect. My breath and your breath will one day leave these broken bodies and the breath of the Holy Spirit will bring us, healed and renewed, to our true home. Yet, I will continue to fight. I will continue eat and drink and stay horizontal. I will continue to be in awe of the way The Church has come to our aid, petitioning God on our behalf. I will continue to celebrate every kick and turn you preform. I will continue to tell you of the miracles. Because no matter what may come, my precious girls, we are in the hands of a gracious and loving God. And that is the truest of miracles. Our God is with us. Emmanuel.
Posted on: Mon, 22 Sep 2014 17:15:13 +0000
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