Miracle Baby

 

 

Our team working to resuscitate baby J.

 Baby J. was brought into our clinic first thing in the morning. He had no pulse and was essentially dead. Our team set to work immediately doing CPR, giving rescue breaths and launching into a full resuscitation effort. You could hear several of us praying as we did chest compressions, drew up medications or glanced worriedly up at the heart monitor. 

We’d seen this so many times before and so many times before we’d worked and worked only to see another baby pass away because the baby was too far gone when they came. The room was tense. The doctor called for a pulse check and the nurse exclaimed, “I feel a pulse!” A flurry of orders followed and we continued to try to stabilize the little life that was tenaciously clinging to this tiny thread of a pulse. Within an hour or so the baby was breathing on his own and by the time we packed the baby into our Land Cruiser ambulance for a transfer to the nearest hospital that could care for him, he was opening his eyes and moving his arms and legs. It was a miracle. So many babies have come in just like him and didn't make it, and yet, God brought this little one back. 

As I slammed the doors of the ambulance shut and it drove away I exhaled in exhaustion and gratitude. For all the pain and struggle here (as in many places) I’m grateful that God allows me to be His hands and feet to save lives. It’s moments like that where I see the heart of God so clearly and I’m so grateful that I serve a miracle working God who sees and cares.