***** The day Kevin received a clear message from heaven regarding his role as an ER physician and Who was really in charge. ***** Like most of you, I have been incredibly inspired by the story of Liza and Wyatt Heaton. A few weeks ago, Liza was given the dire prognosis of about a month to live after receiving devastating news that her rare form of cancer had returned....and not only had it returned, but this cruel disease had returned with a vengeance with no medical way to reverse or cure it.....according to doctors. Here is what Liza and her then-boyfriend did to stun their family and friends after that horribly tragic news.... They gathered friends and family from around the world to come back home for Lizas living wake. Shocked, stunned and heartbroken, these travelers returned home genuinely ready to rally around their beloved Liza and love on her so hard before she had to say her final goodbye to this world. INSTEAD, what they found were two very loving and excited people who decided that the best thing to do with this sort of dire prognosis (and little amount of time) was to spend it LIVING! Liza and Wyatt planned a surprise wedding in about 24 hours. And yall, they pulled off one of the most precious, laughter-filled, fun-loving, dance-till-ya-drop love-fests I think I have ever seen in my life. In fact, this display of hope and love has literally moved a nation, as their story has been seen all over the world, thanks to her beloved and resilient sister who gave all of us a peek into their amazing journey.....as well as an opportunity to be a part of the healing.....through a beautiful video diary of the wedding. I believe God uses stories like this one to remind us, like He did my husband all those years ago in the ER, that HE is the ultimate healer....that it is HE who is the one ultimately in charge. It was around 1997 and Kevin was steadily gaining a reputation for being a really good and thorough ER physician. If I heard it once, I heard it a hundred times from doctors and nurses alike, who knew him, say that if they were ever in an emergency situation, he would be the one they hoped would be on call that day. That always made me so proud. One day, Kevin came home from the hospital and just sat down on the living room couch and had this funny look on his face. It was this strange look of astonishment.....one I rarely ever saw on my husbands face. Curious, I sat beside him and asked him what in the world happened. He sort of smiled and got misty-eyed. Then said, I will never again tell a family how long their loved one has to live. I will never be definitive about that ever again. God taught me that lesson today. My impatience was getting the best of me, Tell me, Kev! What in the world happened?? He finally told me the story. He was in a patients room and the man he was treating was dying before his eyes. Also in the room was his loving wife and daughters. Everything, medically speaking, was indicating that this man had only hours to live. The machines that offer tell-tell signs on a patients well-being were all suggesting that the end was near.... So, like any good doctor, Kevin suggested to this family that they say their final good-byes. He said he felt sad for them and offered support in every way, but the one thing they needed was something he had taken away, (without realizing it)....and that was their hope. The mother, being wise and full of hope and strength for her family, smiled at Kevin and thanked him for his candor, but then told her daughters to gather around their sleeping father so that they could pray. You see, the end was going to be the end whenever that end was meant to be, but until God determined that fate, this mom was determined not to give up on hope. Allowing this family privacy, Kevin stepped out into the hall to take notes.. He admitted to me that he truly admired their hope, but he just simply didnt believe for one second that this man would, or even COULD ever pull through this. I mean the machines.....his vital signs.....scientifically......it all indicated that this man was very close to death.. But then, all of the sudden, he heard a beep. It was the beep of a monitor. It sort of startled him for a sec, so he stopped taking notes and then......beep.....be Kevin darted in the room, with a couple of nurses right behind him and what he witnessed that day was, in his opinion, divine intervention. The mom and daughters were whisked out into the hall, as Kevin and the nurses began working on this man, who was slowly waking up, as were his vital signs! After a couple of hours of working on this man, Kevin found the mom, gave her a hug and told her that through their family, he had received one of the greatest lessons of his young medical career and that that lesson will stay with him forever. Basically, he learned, first-hand, that God is THE ONE in control, not him. Kevin is an amazing doctor, who has a gift in medicine, but he realized in that instant that he is simply a mere instrument to God, who is the ultimate healer. *****I look at Liza and Wyatt and have the same sense of hope and faith that that wife had for her husband all those years ago. Yes, statistically speaking, things looked grim and sorrowful for Liza a few weeks ago, but God said, Not so fast. Just sit back and watch what I can do. Funds have poured in from all over the world. A new trial medicine is being used on Liza and she is no longer viable for hospice. She is improving and her great attitude and sweet spirit are among the best I have ever seen in ANY soul. She has faith, love and great hope! And even though I dont know her personally, I am praying for her like she is family to me. I want this to end in one of Gods greatest and most transparent miracles. I want Him to show off like never before. ;-) Dont you love how God uses things like this to surprise and inspire us. He fills us with Hope just when we need it the most. He gives us this incredible inner strength when our bodies want to give up. He sends in his troops so that we have a tangible sense of who He is and what He does. He gives us earthly miracles EVERY day.....some small and some, like the Heatons, very big. He is our ultimate healer and until the end of my days on this earth, I will believe in miracles. I will believe in the power of prayer. I will believe in His will. And I will believe in Him. Have Hope. Always, always, always have hope. Even when the statistics are stacked against you, remain steadfast in hope. There is never a reason not to. Hope is a beautiful thing.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 16:13:17 +0000
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