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Look into the eyes of an innocent child and tell me there is no God. This perfect little trusting soul that was made in your womb in a matter of months. Every time I see my childs innocence and pure love I am reminded how God loves me. I am reminded of the everyday miracles we take for granted.

When I was 9 years old my Mother took me to the doctor with a 105 degree fever and hallucinations. I am currently 44 years old and I remember it like it was yesterday. The doctor took blood and tried to lower my temperature. All the while I was picking imaginary spiders off of my sweater and screaming in fear. I was given a sedative and sent home to await test results.

That night, while sleeping I had what I thought was a very real visit from a man wanting to kill me. He ripped my clothing off and threw me in a closet. This was nothing but an hallucination. My Mother, having heard my screams came in to find me in my closet naked and fighting people that were not there.

The next morning my Mother received a call from the doctor. He explained to her that the testing showed I had encephalitis, which is a swelling of the brain and the surrounding membranes, He told her they had done everything they could but they feared I would nor live. This illness was caused by a mosquito bite and is terminal. He went on to tell her that he felt on the small chance I did live I would have permanent brain damage due to the high fevers evident by the hallucinations.

This was about a week before Christmas. My parents called our family and friends and they all started to visit. My Mother was in "denial" and started to pray and ask for a miracle. My Mom spent many sleepless nights watching her daughter that was out of her mind in fever and not herself. Nothing brought the fever down. My Mother kept praying.

My Mothers Birthday is on Christmas Eve. The family tried to make it very special as they were being told it was my last. I have a little Sister whom I thought was a dog in my delusional state and I cried every time she came near me. The family had a celebration and everyone except my mother went to bed. She remained beside me deep in prayer and faith. My Mom was so tired and emotionally drained. She feel asleep on the floor beside my bed with tears in her eyes.

Christmas morning came early, as it usually does for parents. Kids trying to get Mom and Dad to the tree to see what goodies Santa had brought. My mother felt that familiar tug to wake up, but as she focused her eyes she saw me. I told my mom that I was thirsty and needed a drink , but I did not want to scare Santa. My mother felt my wet clammy forehead. The fever was gone. She looked into my eyes and saw her Daughter for the first time in a week. I remember how hard she hugged me and she wept! This was our Christmas miracle. This was from God by prayer and faith.

The Doctors had no medical explanation as to why I recovered they were all quite shocked. I was well and 100 percent functional.

I know God is there he has been a presence through out my entire life. He has saved me over and over again. If you doubt there is a God look into the eyes of your newborn baby, look at the world around you. There can be no question.

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