The Miracle of Life
My name is Wei Lin. It’s been nine years since I started to believe in God. Every time I think of the time when my son’s life was in the balance and it was God’s loving hand that supported him and took him from danger to safety, my heart is full of gratitude to God and my faith in Him increases more.
It was about 9 o’clock in the evening of November 9, 2014, and a light rain was pitter-pattering onto the ground, adding a chill to the air of early winter. After working all day, I had just sat onto the bed when my husband’s cell phone rang and then came my younger brother’s anxious voice on the other end: “Xiaohai has had an accident! Around 6 p.m. when he was at work, he fell from the 25th floor to the 22nd floor….” Hearing this, my heart almost jumped out of my mouth and I immediately interrupted him: “How is Xiaohai now? Did he hurt his head or face?” “No, but there are eight fractures in his body, including his legs, arms, and four ribs, and many internal injuries….” Then he urged us to get there quickly, in case he died without seeing us. The sudden news hit me like a bolt from the blue, and I was overwhelmed. It felt like the sky was falling.
At 11 p.m., my husband and I took an intercity bus heading for Taizhou City, Zhejiang province. At that time, my anguish was beyond words and all I could do was to continually, “God! I don’t know what to do now. I don’t know what condition my son is in. I’m so worried. God, please safeguard my heart and help me so that I can face this calmly.” After the prayer, my heart calmed a little and God’s words came into my mind: “The universe and all things are within My hands. If I speak it, it will be so. If I ordain it, thus it shall be.” I thought: “Yes, God is almighty, and God is in charge of everything. My son’s fate is in the hands of God, too! Without God’s permission, no one can take his life.” I was really losing my head! The words of God gave me strength, so that I had the courage to face what followed next.
The next morning at 10 a.m., we arrived at Taizhou Central Hospital. We got off the bus and my brother led us to the door of the intensive care unit on the first floor, and said: “Xiaohai is getting emergency medical treatment inside. You can’t see him until 3 p.m.” It wasn’t until this time did I know that Xiaohai was still alive. I was relieved, and thanked God that He was watching over him. Then the attending doctor came and said: “Xiaohai was in grave danger last night when he was rushed here. Half of his blood was gone and his body temperature was also down by half.” With this, he showed us a lot of X-rays on the computer. He said every fracture in Xiaohai’s body was only one centimeter from being fatal. He exclaimed, “What a miracle! If these major organs had been hit, there would be little left for us to do.” Hearing the doctor’s words, I knew this was all owing to God’s protection. Later, the doctor told us that my son was still in critical condition and that at least one more week was needed for him to stabilize. After the doctor finished talking, I could not help but feel a little scared: Would my son survive the coming week or not? If any emergency occurs, what should we do then?
In helplessness, I prayed in my heart, calling out to God to safeguard my heart. Then, another passage ofcame to my mind: “Man’s heart and spirit are held in the hand of God, everything of his life is beheld in the eyes of God. Regardless of whether or not you believe this, any and all things, whether living or dead, will shift, change, renew, and disappear in accordance with God’s thoughts. Such is the way in which God presides over all things.” The words of God calmed my heart down. Everyone’s life is in the hands of God; all things, both living and dead, are governed and controlled by God. When I realized this, I prayed to God in my heart: “Whatever the result is, I’m willing to hand over my son to You and obey Your sovereignty and arrangement.” At 3 p.m., we finally entered the ICU. Rushing to my son’s bed, I asked him how he felt. He said in a weak voice, “At that time, I just felt something was holding my head….” His words made me see more clearly that God is protecting us humans all the time. If it were not for God’s care and protection for my son, I wouldn’t have seen him alive again. Thinking of this, my heart could not help but be filled with gratitude to God.
But it came as a shock when, around 11 p.m. on the third night, the doctor suddenly told us that my son’s blood was flooding back into his heart, that his stomach had begun to swell, and that he was still unconscious and close to death. This news made us worried sick again. My husband kept calling our son’s name, asking him not to give up. I was so petrified that I could do nothing but pray to God sitting in my chair. At this moment I remembered the words of God: “We have within us the resurrected life of. Undeniably, we lack faith in the : Would that God would put true faith within us.” The words of God vitalized my nearly despairing heart: “Yes, at this moment I need to have all the more. Since all things are under the control and arrangement of God’s hands, what can we immature and ignorant humans change? Whether my son survives or dies, I’m willing to give him to God’s hands, and obey God’s arrangements in everything. If God doesn’t permit it, he will not die even if he is at death’s door.”
An hour later, the doctor showed X-rays of my son to us on the computer. To our surprise, the X-rays did not show blood flowing back into his heart. At that moment, we were all relieved, and I knew that God once again had pulled my son through. Afterward, my son slowly recovered from his injuries. On the eighth day he was transferred to the general ward. My heart knew clearly that it was God who had been protecting and guiding him. At the same time, I personally gained an appreciation of the authority of God. Just as God’s word said: “It is not humanity that holds the power of life and death, not some being in the natural world, but the Creator, whose authority is unique. Mankind’s life and death are not the product of some law of the natural world, but a consequence of the sovereignty of the Creator’s authority.” That my son survived was totally because of God’s favor and His compassion for him. I’m a parent, but when he was facing death, I could do nothing, not even alleviate a tiny bit of his suffering. Instead, I could only rely on God.
A few days later, my son was transferred to a major hospital in Shanghai for bone fracture repair. Before the operation, the doctor asked us to sign a release of claims, and solemnly said: “Your son has many wounds and several fractures. If any of his veins or arteries get damaged, the surgery has to be stopped or his life will be in danger.” Hearing his words, I could not help getting nervous. I thought: “Xiaohai has just survived the critical stage but now he has to face a new test. If anything goes wrong with the surgery, his life will be at risk.” But then I had a second thought: “My son has come through so many dangers but I still worry so much. Aren’t I lacking faith in God?” So I came to God and prayed: “O God, please stop me from being nervous and scared. I entrust everything to You. May You guide me to leave behind my personal conceptions and imaginations, so that I can obey Your orchestrations and arrangements.”
During the dozen hours of surgery, I kept praying to God. Thanks to God’s protection, the operation went smoothly and successfully. At first the doctor said it would be more than one month before my son could be discharged. So no one expected that only one week later when the attending doctor did his rounds of the wards, he would check my son’s wounds and say: “He’s recovered very fast. There are so many wounds but none of them is inflamed. You can take him home now.” I was very excited to hear that. Thanks be to God! Only two months after that, Xiaohai was able to walk down the stairs alone; now his body has fully recovered, and there are no after-effects. Friends and relatives, as well as people around us who knew about the accident, have all said: “It is because Xiaohai’s mother believes in God that he recovered so fast.”
In July 2015, a worker who was working on building a house for my neighbor accidentally fell and died on the way to the county hospital. This made me see the truth in the Chinese saying that “A storm may arise from a clear sky and bad luck can strike out of the blue.” We cannot predict what will happen in the future, and we are so small and helpless when faced with emergencies. So what can we little creatures do? We can come before God to receive His salvation and live under the leadership of His words; only by doing so can we be safeguarded by God when disaster strikes.
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