Wednesday, December 16, 2009

I believe in miracles...

Well, this post is a bit overdue, but life has been a little crazier
than normal around here (understatement of the century?)
Our sweet little muffin is home, praise the Lord!,
and at this moment having a little Sunday afternoon snooze.

This past week has definitely been a trying one, and yet
it's been wrapped up in so much goodness (will share
more on that later). But for now I thought I give you a little
peek at our time in the hospital ...

Here's Jude in his little surgery gown.
It was so strange dressing him just outside of the OR.
As I changed him out of his sleeper and into the stark white
gown, I struggled with what we were preparing him for...

Remember your word to your servant,
for you have given me hope.

My comfort in my suffering is this:

Your promise preserves my life.

~Psalm 119:49,50



We were so blessed to be able to
hold him right up until he went into
the operating room.

Look at him! God, the Master,
comes in power,
ready to go into action.
He is going to pay back his enemies
and reward those who have loved him.

Like a shepherd, he will care for his flock,
gathering the lambs in his arms,
Hugging them as he carries them...
~Isaiah 40:10,11


These were such precious moments!
Thank you to everyone who was praying for us.
We truly felt God's peace and presence rest upon us
as we spent those last minutes waiting together.

Don't worry about anything,
but pray about everything.
With thankful hearts offer up
your prayers and requests to God.

Then, because you belong to Christ Jesus,
God will bless you with peace
that no one can completely understand.
And this peace will control the way you think and feel.
~
Philippians 4:6-7



After three and a half hours of surgery, Dr. Butter
came out to talk to Pete and I. After looking for the
connection between Jude's colon and urethra to no
avail, they finally went through his bottom only to
find that everything was exactly where it was supposed to be.
Her explanation: An extremely unfortunate misdiagnosis
and her profuse apologies for what Jude had to go through.
Tears started rolling down my face as her words started
to process through my mind. And again I felt the
power and presence of the masses of people who were
praying.
A misdiagnosis? Perhaps. It could have been.
And yet we won't ever rule out the possibility that God
chose to display His incredible, miraculous,
healing power in our son.

Make this your common practice:
Confess your sins to each other and

pray for each other

so that you can live together whole and
healed.
The prayer of a person living right with God
is something powerful to be reckoned with.
~James 5:16

Since the 'corrective' part of Jude's surgery was
less invasive than they had originally planned, they
went ahead and closed up his colostomy as well.
After 4 hours and forty five minutes of surgery,
our little boy came away with the most
beautiful little bum-hole (grin), a closed-up
colostomy, and a complete, working digestive system.
A miracle any way that you look at it.

We hung Jude's promises above his crib, along with the picture
of all the kids together.
The nurses hung the warning on the right.
Such a good reminder of God's goodness and love...
and to find joy in all circumstances.

Be joyful always;
pray continually;
give thanks in all circumstances,
for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.
~ 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

They finally figured out the right cocktail of drugs to maintain
some pain control for Jude...and for the next 24 hours he
was a little space cadet. Didn't know who we were or
what was going on. It was really hard to see him like
that but after almost five hours of surgery pain management
is a priority. And while they used drugs to bring comfort
to little Jude's body, we sought our own comfort...

All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.
God is our merciful Father and
the source of all comfort.
~ 2 Corinthians 1:3


Because of all the drug's, Jude wasn't able to eat for the first 24 hours.
After being on IV for 3 days, he started retaining a bit of fluid...
There were a lot of teeny babies on the pediatric floor and
compared to them Jude looked look a baby sumo wrestler!
It was kind of cute, but we were very glad when the IV
finally came out on Sunday. As he was taken off monitors,
and wires and tubes were drawn away, the promise of going home
drew closer and closer. After only five days in the hospital, Jude
was discharged on Monday night. We were going home!!

But let all who take refuge in you be glad;
let them ever sing for joy.
Spread your protection over them,
that those who love your name may rejoice in you.
~Psalm 5:11

The first few days at home were very difficult.
Most of the time, if Jude wasn't sleeping he was crying.
I definitely think that a medical degree should be
a prerequisite for being a parent! So many things to
worry about! Thankfully, God doesn't tire of my desperate
pleas and my constantly giving it over to Him.
And after wondering if Jude would ever get through this,
on Thursday we were blessed with 10 minutes
of the most beautiful smiles. Ever.
Our days still hold rough patches, but overall we're
seeing improvement each day. The other kids are
all home and even with all the chaos and craziness
it is soooo wonderful to be all together as a family again.
Thank you, again, for all of your prayers.
We could not imagine going through this apart from them.
We are so incredibly blessed to have you all in our life,
thinking of us, lifting us up to the Father, and standing in the
gap for us when we ourselves didn't have the words.
Thank you for being a part of our sweet, little miracle.
...who would have ever thought that
we'd be praising God for poopy diapers!?!


Give praise to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ!
In his great mercy he has given us
a new birth and a hope that is alive!
~ 1 Peter 1:3

6 comments:

  1. God is indeed a great and wonderful provider of all we need and so much more. We celebrate with you that all is going well and will continue to hold your whole family in our prayers during the extended time of healing ahead.

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  2. I had been hoping for an update. I am so glad that Jude is home for Christmas. Glad everything went well ~ I know what a relief that must be. Have a wonderful Christmas :)

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  3. God is indeed a miracle worker and I cannot even think about your story of little Jude without tears of awe running down my cheeks. God is so good! I can't wait to introduce Jude to my kids one day, as they all want to meet the little miracle baby that we pray for so often! Thanks for sharing your story and for allowing God to work in your lives to reach others. Never cease to stand in awe of who He is!!

    We pray that you would have a relaxing holiday season and that the true meaning of Christmas would shine in and through you all this year!

    Love and prayers,
    Janine
    (and the rest of the clan)!

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  4. Angela, I'm rejoicing in what our Lord has done. I'm humbled by your testimony throughout this blog. I thank Jesus for you and the rest of the KoobsKlan.

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  5. Thank you for sharing this.... we take so much for granted, I do believe in miracles! Thanks also for reminding me that God's love is amazing... steady and unchanging. Hallelujah!

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  6. WOW!!!!!! As I sit here almost in tears, I rejoice with you in God's miracles. Mis-diagnosis...I was loving your line and thoughts after that word! It made me think of the so many miracles we have also rejoiced in. Yeah! Absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE the picture at the end with the biggest smile ever! Enjoy this Christmas season with your family!
    Lori

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