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Rainy Days and Starry NightsAugust 27, 2014 | 3,191 views | Post a comment
I have seen many miracles in my 82 years of life. So has my friend in Connecticut, Gail Beutel. We met when someone introduced us on the Internet 15 years ago and became good friends. We have a lot in common. We were both born in March 1932 and we both had four children. We also both have a daughter that had brain damage when she was young -- Julie was 27 and Heather was 18. We both had the doctors tell us that there was no hope of our child being a normal girl and leading a normal life. We both had doctors tell us our daughter would be a vegetable if she woke up. Our daughters, Heather and Julie, are miracles walking around.
Here is Gail Beutel’s story.
My daughter, Heather, was 18 years old. She was on her way home from college near Stamford, Conn., when she hit a tree at 60 miles per hour on one of our main highways. She was just one mile from home. She had fallen asleep, and as she went over the grass, it awakened her, so that she applied the brakes and went into a spin and hit the tree sideways on her left side, but it was a right brain injury.
She was pronounced “brain dead” with no sign of a signal when she first came in to the emergency room. When they finally did get a signal, she was in a coma. Later the doctors told me that she’d be a vegetable and never be able to walk or do anything. She was in a coma for eight weeks.
After the doctor told me the prognosis, the Lord gave me Luke 8:50 which says, “Fear not, believe only, and she shall be made whole.” I hung onto that scripture for dear life for months while she progressively regained her health.
One day she came out of the coma. I asked her if she would agree with me to be healed. She said yes. She was paralyzed on her left side, but with a quick prayer to the Lord, her left leg began to move, and I prayed again, asking the Lord to heal her entire left side. Within the week, she was finally able to lift up her left arm and began to learn how to use her hand again. It was a miracle.
Two years later, Heather and I went to the hospital for a visit, and the doctor who had been so vehement about her never doing anything walked around us twice, and finally said, “You were right! She is a miracle.” That was worth everything he had put me through with his unkind words about how foolish I was, to believe she would be a miracle.
Author’s note: Heather went on to graduate from college and become a teacher in California. She is now living with her mother in Connecticut, and Julie, my daughter, is living with me in Floresville. Both girls are miracles.
Lois Zook Wauson is the oldest of eight children who grew up on a farm in Wilson County in the mid-20th century. After many years living in other parts of Texas, she now lives and writes in Floresville. Her two books are available from the Wilson County News office. Email her at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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