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An Awesome story
THE SMELL OF RAIN .. IT WILL GIVE YOU CHILLS At the end of this story, it gives you two options. I think you will figure out what option I chose. A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctorwalked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy fromsurgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver the couple'snew daughter, Dana Lu Blessing. At 12" long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, thedoctor's soft words dropped like bombs. "I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could."There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and eventhen, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a verycruel one." Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctordescribed the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind,and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions fromcerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No,"was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5 year old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away. Through the dark hours of morning as Dana held onto life by the thinnestthread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more determinedthat their tiny daughter! r would live and live to be a healthy, happy young girl. But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of theirdaughter's chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy,knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable. David walked in andsaid that they needed to talk about making funeral arrangements. Dianaremembers she felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, tryingto include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn't listen, I couldn'tlisten. I said, "No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don't care whatthe doctors say. Dana is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!" As if willed to live by Diana's determination, Dana clung to life hourafter hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniaturebody could endure. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in forDavid and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system wasessentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified herdiscomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against theirchests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Danastruggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes andwires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as theweeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce ofstrength there. At last, when Dana turned two months old, her parents wereable to hold her in their arms for the very first time... And two monthslater, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chancesof surviving, much less living any kind of normal life were next to zero,Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted. Today, five years later, Dana is a petite but feisty young girl withglittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She shows no signswhatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she is everythinga little girl can be and more. But---that happy ending is far from the end of her story. One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving,Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a localballpark where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several otheradults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her armsacross her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?" Smelling the airand detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain." Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again,her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet, it smells like rain." Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulderswith her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. Itsmells like God when you lay your head on His chest." Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana then happily hopped down to play withthe other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmedwhat Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life,when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holdingDana on His chest, and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well. "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." (Phil.4:13) Smell the rain? MAY YOU BE BLESSED THIS DAY AND EVERY DAY!!
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