Every Christmas Eve I remember......

[Mikekoz13]

.... 12 years ago.
My son was 10 months old and just a few weeks before Christmas Eve he was diagnosed with a rare condition. We were told he would never walk and that he would slowly become mentally handicapped and spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair... with little quality of life.
That first Christmas Eve with him should have beena time of great joy but was instead a time of great sadness.
I stayed up very late that Christmas Eve.... long after my wife and my baby boy had gone to sleep. In the very early hours of that Christmas morning I sat in the quiet with only the light of the Christmas tree filling the room.
I wept and Prayed that God would hold my very sick baby boy in his arms and heal him.
I wept and Prayed for hours that Christmas morning, finally going to bed about 4AM. And I know for a fact that friends and Family everywhere prayed for my son on that Christmas Eve.

The point here isn't to make anyone feel sad on this amazing day....my point is exactly opposite! You see, my son never wound up in a wheelchair,,,, and he never became mentally handicapped. In fact he is a normal boy that drives us absolutely crazy just like any boy should do to his parents!

This post is to remind all of us of the Power of Love and the Power of Prayer. Never underestimate these two great gifts that have been given to us. The ability to love others so very strongly and the healing power of Prayer.

So every Christmas Eve I stay up long after my wife and kids have gone to bed.... and as the clock edges past midnight into the early minutes fo Christmas morning, I sit by the light of the tree and for a few minutes I Pray. I Pray for those, that on this Christmas, may feel as overwhelmed and sad as I did that first Christmas that my son was home and the future looked so bad.

May God Bless every one of you men this Christmas and may the Prayers in your hearts be answered during these amazing days of Christmas.....

Peace

[jrppsuobx]

Thanks for sharing that amazing event in your life. That tops any sermon from a pulpit!

[buddha]

Thanks for that, Mike.
I usually get a little down around Christmas. I'm not going to put my reasons down in here for a few reasons, primarily that after reading your post I really thought about what you wrote. I was able to imagine myself in your place and to have that situation turn around the way you describe is the absolute definition of a Christmas miracle. For the rest of my life the only thing I would remember, were I in your place, every Christmas is the fact that my prayer was answered and that I now had a son that continually drives me crazy.....and I would weep with joy at every crazy thing that happened.
Thanks, Mike, for letting me see a miracle.
Merry Christmas to you and yours and especially your son.

[Mikekoz13]

Thanks for that, Mike.
I usually get a little down around Christmas. I'm not going to put my reasons down in here for a few reasons, primarily that after reading your post I really thought about what you wrote. I was able to imagine myself in your place and to have that situation turn around the way you describe is the absolute definition of a Christmas miracle. For the rest of my life the only thing I would remember, were I in your place, every Christmas is the fact that my prayer was answered and that I now had a son that continually drives me crazy.....and I would weep with joy at every crazy thing that happened.
Thanks, Mike, for letting me see a miracle.
Merry Christmas to you and yours and especially your son.

We remember..... and at those times he is driving us crazy.... we thank God for every moment of it. In our home, the phrase "tears of joy" is used often to describe sudden tears at seemingly nothing.

[Paul]

Mike, thanks for sharing that special Christmas story.  It is certain to be an inspiration to me, at least, for in times of trouble I will only have to remember your modern day Christmas miracle.   

[Sgt. Pate]

Thanks Mike.